“I regret that you should ever have proposed it,” he went on. If individuality means anything it means breaking bounds— adventure. CHAPTER XX. We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. Earles strode into the waiting-room. Then he had gone away. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. " "Alas!" cried Mrs. I must have something in hand.
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