The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon
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"A little rattled at first?" "Yes----" "Well, we can't let her out on this road. It's too narrow--have to take a ditch sometimes to pass. That wouldn't do for an eighty-mile clip, you know--now would it?" "Hardly." "I might risk it alone--but my first name's `Old Man Caution' today--you get me?" Mary nodded and turned her head away again. "I got you the first time, sir," she answered playfully taking his tone. He ran the car into the garage at the Beach, sprang out and lifted Mary to the ground with quick, firm hand. They threw off their heavy coats and left them. "Look out for this junk now, sonny," he cried to the attendant, tossing him a half dollar. "Sure, Mike!" "Fill her up to the chin by the time we get |
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