Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. I wouldn't allow you to be honest even if you could be so,—which I doubt. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. “Then you—you will?” A long pause. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance.
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