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A Young Girl’s Wooing

CHAPTER XX
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Her eyes were so often full of laughter that he saw that she was happy, and he remembered after their return that she had not said an ill-natured word about any one.

It was another of their old-time, breezy talks, only larger, fuller, complete with her rich womanhood.

He found himself alive in every fibre of his body and faculty of his mind.
As they turned homeward the evening shadows were gathering, and at last the dusky twilight passed into a soft radiance under the rays of the full-orbed moon.
"Oh, don't let us hasten home," pleaded poor Madge, who felt that this might be her only chance to throw about him the gossamer threads which would draw the cord and cable that could bind him to her.

"What is supper to the witchery of such a night as this ?" "What would anything be to the witchery of such a girl as this, if one were not fortified ?" he thought.

"This is not the comradeship of a good fellow, as she promised.


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