I’m not mad that he has eyes for you instead of me, not mad at all. They mean something. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. We've got to make him take up the harp of life and go twanging it again. I can see the whole thing was just a set-up for sequels, though. CHAPTER XVIII.
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