I never let her read stories, or have pets, dolls. "I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. CHAPTER II. I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. His hair was thick and brown and his skin was fair. I know what I am doing better than you do. I have said good-bye to it all. You see, I have had to look after myself so long that I have developed a terrible bump of independence. He was not a sailor. “This is not every day. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance.
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