‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. I should have known at a glance if it was. Ah! but you can’t imagine what you are to me and what you mean to me! I suppose there is something mystical and wonderful about all women. She seemed bursting with the desire to talk, and watching for her opportunity. “It’s something that bothers me. ” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written. " "I see. And that would spoil it. It was not quite the search I intended,’ he said with a touch of selfmockery as he released her, ‘but success comes in all sorts of unexpected ways. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea.
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