He counseled with the end of his cigarette.
Finally he inquired: "Where are you bound for ?" "I don't know exactly," confessed she, as if it were a small matter.
He shook his head.

"I see you haven't the faintest notion what you're up against." "Oh, I'll get along.

I'm strong, and I can learn." He looked at her critically and rather sadly.
"Yes--you are strong," said he.

"But I wonder if you're strong enough." "I never was sick in my life." "I don't mean that.

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