She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. “Well, I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought. " "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. " "Do girls have puppy-love?" "Land sakes, yes! On the average they are worse than the boys. This time she tried to kill me with a dagger. I have never been wrong about the sex of an unborn child. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips.
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