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Lewis Rand by Mary Johnston
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wife."

"Just you try and see."

"The man whom I marry," said Miss Dandridge, "must have no thought but
for me. He must swoon if I frown, laugh if I smile, weep if I sigh, be
altogether desperate if I look another way. I am like Falkland in The
Rivals. Heigho! this is the bend of the road, Mr. Cary."

"I am altogether desperate when you look another way. When you looked at
Ned Hunter last night, I wanted to blow his brains out. He hasn't any,
but I should like to try."

"Then you would have been hanged for murder," remarked Miss Dandridge.
"Think how terrible that would be for us all!--Did you know that Mr.
Hunter once dined with General Washington?"

"You are a royal coquette. See, there is the honeysuckle! If I gather it
for you, will you wear one spray to-night?"

"It is a very stiff flower," said Unity thoughtfully, "and I have an
idea that Mr. Hunter will bring me violets. But--I will see if I can
find a place for one small spray."

She sat down upon a fallen tree, took her round chin into her hand, and
studied the point of her morocco shoe, while her cavalier, not without
detriment to his pumps and silk stockings, scrambled up the red bank to
the rosy flowers.

The honeysuckles did not grow upon the main road, but upon a rough and
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