Will you?
And I'll bet you now that I'll have you in love and sprinting toward the altar before we meet again at this club.

Do you dare bet ?" "The terms of the wager, kind friend ?" drawled Kerns, delighted; and he fished out a notebook kept for such transactions.
"Let me see," reflected Gatewood; "you'll need a silver service when you're married.

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