THIS, this glissade, would be damned scoundrelism. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. “Hello!” said Ann Veronica, with arms akimbo and a careless, breathless manner. “But don’t you know about me?” he said at last. S. ‘Do you swear it? There’s no knowing if one can believe you. I speak no harm of her. It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods.
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