Gaslight Sonatas by Fannie Hurst
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"I got an idea." "Shoot." "You remember once, honey-bee, how I put it to you that night at Ceiner's how, if it was for your good, no sacrifice was too much to make." "Forget it." "You didn't believe it." "Aw, say now, what's the use digging up ancient history?" "You'd be right, Jimmie, not to believe it. I haven't lived up to what I said." "Oh Lord, honey! What's eating you now? Come to the point." She would not meet his eyes, turning her head from him to hide lips that would quiver. "Honey, it--it ain't coming off--that's all. Not now--anyways." "What ain't?" "Us." "Who?" "You know what I mean, Jimmie. It's like everything the soldier boy on the |
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