Besides," she added, blushing yet more deeply, "it isn't a proper one to talk upon. He was an imaginative young man. You'll live to hate chicken; and the man in you will rise up and demand strong drink. “A little touchy this evening, aren’t we, Missy?” Michelle chided her friend. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. Entering the outer gate, and traversing the broad gravel walk before-mentioned, Jack ascended the steps, and was admitted, on feeing the porter, by another iron gate, into the hospital.
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