” “I may come a little way, then?” he begged. “You are positively eloquent to-night—both of you,” she declared. “We can be alone?” She inquired. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. Indeed, a note of weeping broke her voice for a moment as she burst out, “You know as well as I do that money was a loan!” “Loan!” “You yourself called it a loan!” “Euphuism. “Really?” “Would not let it go. In a momentary fury she seized and tore in pieces the study which remained upon the easel. Her voice was weak and flat. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROM THE PHOTOPLAY PRODUCED BY DISTINCTIVE PICTURES CORPORATION NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS THE RAGGED EDGE CHAPTER I The Master is inordinately fond of young fools.
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