The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon
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solemnly.
He laughed aloud. "You can't fool me now--and I'm crazy as a June bug! You know I like to walk--if I can be with you!" At the Park entrance she stopped again and smiled roguishly. "We'll find a seat in one of the summer houses along the Fifty-ninth Street side." "All right," he responded. "No--we'll go on where we started!" With a laugh, she slipped her hand through his arm. "You were a little scared of me last Saturday about this time, weren't you?" "Just a little----" "It hurt me, too, but I didn't let you know." "I'm sorry." "It's all right now--it's all right. Gee I but we've traveled some in a week, haven't we?" |
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