"I was," answered Sheppard. But she certainly remembered that when she was a little girl he sometimes wore tennis flannels, and also rode a bicycle very dexterously in through the gates to the front door. She drifted back into the welcoming arms of sleep, feeling herself surrounded in silk. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. \"May I come in?\" His bravado was increasing. " "Aliva Trenchard!" exclaimed Mrs. She saw it, and checked without thinking. " "Why didn't he arrest Mr. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters.
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