“And this is Mr. . “Would you wait for me?” Manning was silent for a space. She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features. She recognized him as the man who had blundered into the wrong room. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. You should have confided in me, and fallen in with my plan at the beginning. "Good-b'ye!" And with a cordial shake of the hand he took his departure. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay. Now, she was the very reverse of all this. . So, when I tell you she loves you, I know.
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