She complained of the crowded cities, dismayed that the people were repopulating them like rabbits. “I love this warm end of summer more than words can tell,” he said. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. \"He still likes you, I believe.
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