All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. . '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. My goodness gracious. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. Then, mysteriously, he no longer smelled or tasted it. She spent a very disagreeable afternoon and evening—it was raining fast outside, and she had very unwisely left her soundest pair of boots in the boothole of her father’s house in Morningside Park—thinking over the economic situation and planning a course of action. So he made his dispositions and went off on some other fool’s errand. Perhaps you’ve heard—?’ Well, you know, he had. The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour.
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