The girl’s eyes never left his face. CHAPTER X. I want very much to do something for women. " "Accident or not," rejoined Sheppard; "you're no longer pall of mine. But if I escape, my gratitude—" "Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. Or, if you must take off my clothes, don't dash cold water on my head. A boy can forget his amatory troubles playing baseball; but a girl can't find any particular distraction in doing fancy work. I’ve made no one happy. ‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel.
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