" CHAPTER XIV. She was unusually soft and gentle in her manner to him. As for me, if they don’t at least help a little with college I’m leaving and I’m never coming back. To be sure, he was attentive, respectful; but in his conduct there was none of that shameless camaraderie of a man who loved his woman and didn't care a hang if all the world knew it. Why should I peep at it through smoked glass to see things that don’t affect me?” He smiled his delight at his companion. “What’s wrong with having witchcraft books? Is she afraid that the Princeton Hill villagers will burn you at stake?” Lucy asked sarcastically. It seemed intolerable that she should go home and admit herself beaten. " The Wastrel laughed. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable to the needle in the haystack.
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