‘I do not know how you think you may help me,’ she said slowly. He laughed at her heartily, and she laughed too as she had not for a year. She had gained respect all about town with news of her fine marriage, and her reputation as a beauty was expanding. I was a novelty. Father-worshipping sons are abnormal— and they’re no good. He watched her, savoring her curious attention. I saw him ride away with that other fellow. The danger or difficulty of an exploit never appalled him. ” “Why not?” “Free woman—and equal. “But your hair,” he gasped.
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