" CHAPTER XIII. He worried me to marry him. We've got to make him take up the harp of life and go twanging it again. ’ Lucilla Froxfield laughed gaily. "But I happen to be an honest man myself. I have counted you, and always hoped to count you, the best of my friends. Fresh flowers of loveliness have budded, expanded, died. \" Said John as he piled the papery remnants of their meal onto the tray. Taking the direction pointed out, he rode off.
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