Somewhere in France by Richard Harding Davis
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Maddox in uplifting the world, she would be Mrs. Proctor Maddox; or,
much as he was to her, each would uplift the world alone. But she did not see the necessity of explaining all this to Jimmie, so she said: "Of course!" "I will see the lawyers to-morrow," said Jimmie. "It will take some time to arrange, and so," he added hopefully, "you can think it over." Jeanne exclaimed miserably: "I have thought of nothing else," she cried, "for six months!" Jimmie bent above her and laid his hand upon her shoulder. "I am sorry, so sorry," he said. "If I'd any brains I'd have seen how it was long ago. Now I'll not waste time. You'll be rid of me as quick as the courts can fix it." He started for the door, but Jeanne caught his hand. "Won't you kiss me, Jimmie?" she said. Jimmie hesitated unhappily and Jeanne raised her eyes to his. "Not since we were married, Jimmie," she said, "has any one kissed me but you." So Jimmie bent and kissed her. She clung to his sleeve. "Jimmie," she begged, "you haven't told me you forgive me. Unless you |
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