"Farewell!" cried Jack, embracing them. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. ” She stopped, and then suggested: “I wonder—I should love—if it was anything I said. ” She seated herself in a loose and easy attitude and surveyed the backs of the Avenue houses; then her eyes wandered to where the new red-and-white villas peeped among the trees. In no way could he be said to contribute to the gaiety of the little party.
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