’ ‘He did, you know,’ grinned Gerald. ‘Hilary, thank God! Have you a pistol about you? Or better yet, your sword. The ladies were, as usual, very gaily dressed; and as usual, also, had resorted to art to heighten their attractions— From patches, justly placed, they borrow'd graces, And with vermilion lacquer'd o'er their faces. You must wait till supper's over. \"So John, are you two lovebirds going to the Junior Prom or what?\" He paused, smirking. I thought every one had heard about it. This done, he let himself carefully down by it, and having only a few feet to drop, alighted in safety. If individuality means anything it means breaking bounds— adventure.
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