“Do you know,” she confessed, “I never thought of that?” He looked at her as though doubting even now whether she could possibly be in earnest. He opened his eyes, protestingly, and beheld the realization of his dream. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. ’ ‘Woof!’ uttered the sergeant, jumping back. Some automaton within her produced in a quite unfamiliar voice the remark, “They’re playing football. "Friday!" echoed Mrs. ‘Not at all ladylike.
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