The Cords of Vanity - A Comedy of Shirking by James Branch Cabell
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the lawn, and otherwise persuading her to cry "'Nough." These virile
pleasures being denied me, I sought for comfort in discourteous speech. "Umph-huh!" said I, "and you think you're mighty smart, don't you? Well, I don't want you pawing around me any more, either. I won't have it, do you understand! That was what I was going to tell you anyhow, you kissing-bug, even if you hadn't acted so smart. And you can just stick that right in your pipe and smoke it, you old Miss Smart Alec." Thereupon I--wisely--departed without delay. A rock struck me rather forcibly between the shoulder blades, but I did not deign to notice this phenomenon. "You can't fight girls with fists," I reflected. "You've just got to talk to them in the right way." 2. _He Loves Extensively_ I saw no more of Stella for a lengthy while, since within two days of the events recorded it pleased my mother to seek out another summer resort. "For in September," she said, "I really must have perfect quiet and |
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