" "Won't you take me?" "No; you must await my return here. For hats that fail and hats that flare; Toppers their universal wear; A man scores always, everywhere. Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. A paralyzing horror was upon her.
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