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Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. " "Devilish hard! I'm not allowed a chance," grumbled Austin, as he was left alone. \"Some of them do smell good, though. But his lips were honourlocked. After fifteen years, to find that peculiarly Occidental attribute—college loyalty—still alive in his heart! A Western idea that had survived; an idea that was merely the flower of youthful enthusiasm! With his hands still in his sleeves, his chin down in speculation over this phenomenon, he continued his patrol. “You didn’t expect that I should kiss you?” “How was I to know that a man would—would think it was possible—when there was nothing—no love?” “How did I know there wasn’t love?” That silenced her for a moment. ” “I suppose all IS well that ends well. “You must tell me the truth, please. ‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. "Two hundred pounds!" exclaimed Ireton, "besides the governor's offer—that's three hundred.
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