The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon
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"Sure enough?" "Yes." "Then it's me for you, Kiddo, for this world and the next." The car swung suddenly to the curb and Mary lifted her eyes with a start to find herself in front of her home. Jim sprang to the ground and lifted her out. "Keep this coat," he whispered. "We'll need it tomorrow. What time is your school out?" "At three o'clock." "I can come at four?" "You don't have to work tomorrow?" He hesitated a moment. "No, I'm on a vacation till after Christmas. They're putting through my new patent." He followed her inside the door and held her hand in the shadows of the hall. |
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