[A Dozen Ways Of Love by Lily Dougall]@TWC D-Link bookA Dozen Ways Of Love CHAPTER IV 93/170
It wasn't that I cared for the Syndicate.
You see, the worst of it is, I'm so confoundedly poor; they give me no sort of a screw at all at the bank, I do assure you.
But, Miss Johns, my uncle is one of the directors; he's sure to give me a leg up before very long, and if you only knew--oh! really if you only knew----,' words failed him quite when he tried to describe the strength of his devotion.
He only sat before her, supporting himself with both hands on the ground and looking up with a face that had no rounded outline now, but was white, passionate and pathetic; he could only murmur, 'really, really--if you only knew----' The darkness barred her vision and the extravagant words in the boyish voice sounded ridiculous to her. 'I will believe you,' she said, 'if you want me to, but it doesn't make any difference; I am sorry you are hurt, and sorry you have taken this fancy for me.
I think you will find some other girl very soon whom you will like better; I hope you will.
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