S. I want you to turn me. "Oh! they are—are they?" muttered Jack, triumphantly; "that'll do. There never is much left for me. “My dear,” she said, when she could get her breath, “you must come home at once. We can’t be lovers in the ordinary sense, but we can be great and intimate friends. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. 235 “No, I think she’s out sick with a throat infection. When things are at the worst, they'll mend. And I get myself dirty.
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