She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. " And he proceeded to unfold his scheme to the woollen-draper. . “Please play something for us,” Carol asked, her eyes aglow. And behind— there was Paris, memories of amazing things, memories which made his cheeks burn and his heart beat quickly as he sat there waiting for her. "I wouldn't force him for the world: but if he don't tip the stivers, may I be cursed if he don't get a taste of the aqua pompaginis.
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