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I don’t wish to marry you at all. She began to draw on her gloves thoughtfully. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. Two separate search parties were formed to hike the areas near the Greene River as a panic spread over the town of Princeton Hills. “I am getting plain,” she said, with a little shudder. Then fury claimed her and she could no longer pretend. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. “I didn’t know you were so keen on this suffrage business. We men are like children. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all. . Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. ’ Baring his teeth in a smile of triumph that was every bit an animal snarl, and leaping up onto the seat of the pew he was in, he jumped hazardously to the next.
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