He sat on the bed, throwing aside his hat. “You will write to me, I am sure—and from the date of your letter I trust most earnestly that I may come back to my old place as “Your devoted friend, “WALTER BRENDON. It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. There was the world besides, looming darker and larger.
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