The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. “You were talking to that fellow Ramage to-day—in the Avenue. The chance had gone. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us.
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