Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without seeing him. There are men in the Lowndean who laugh at him—simply laugh at him. They all balk because there aren't any petticoats. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. Never was there another girl like this one. His eyes were closed.
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