Father Stafford by Anthony Hope
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Eugene opened his mouth, shut it again, and then said blandly:
"So am I." "Thank you! You need not be afraid." "If I were engaged to you, I mightn't like you so well." A slight blush became visible on Claudia's usually pale cheek. Eugene looked away toward the horizon. "I like the way quite pale people blush," he said. "What do you want, Mr. Lane?" "Ah! I see you appreciate my character. I want many things I can't have--a great many." "No doubt," said Claudia, still blushing under the mournful gaze which accompanied those words. "Do you want anything you can have?" "Yes! I want you to stay several more weeks." "I'm going to stay." said Claudia. "How kind!" exclaimed Eugene. "Do you know why?" |
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