Success - A Novel by Samuel Hopkins Adams
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He laughed, thinking of Miss Van Arsdale. "Heavens, no! Wait till you meet her. She's a very wonderful person; but--" "Meet her? Does she live near here, then?" "A few miles away." "Suppose she should come and find me here?" "It's what I've been wishing." "Is it! Well, it isn't what I wish at all." "In fact," continued the imperturbable Banneker, "I rather planned to ride over to her place this afternoon." "Why, if you please?" "To tell her about you and ask her advice." Io's face darkened rebelliously. "Do you think it necessary to tattle to a woman who is a total stranger to me?" "I think it would be wise to get her view," he replied, unmoved. "Well, I think it would be horrid. I think if you do any such thing, you are--Mr. Banneker! You're not listening to me." "Some one is coming through the woods trail," said he. |
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