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" "Man!" screamed Mrs. He was a shy boy outwardly but she knew him better in his thoughts, in which perhaps she had already taken upon the role of lover. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. They reluctantly went back to school the Thursday after New Year’s Day. Very doubtful. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. "You will make me the happiest of mankind," cried the woollen-draper, falling on his knees, and seizing her hand, which he devoured with kisses. One thing may be a necessary collateral of the others. But he would make it a point not to speak again to the girl.
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