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Book, page 181 / 271 French at him untill evening when he felt stronger. "Whose Wedding?" he said. "Well," I said. "You've got to Daughters and we might as well look ahead." "I intend to have to Daughters," he said, "for some time to come. And while we're on the subject, Bab, I've got somthing to say to you. Don't let that romantic head of yours get filled up with Sweethearts, because you are still a little girl, with all your airs. If I find any boys mooning around here, I'll--I'll shoot them." Ye gods! How intracate my life was becoming! I engaged and my masculine parent convercing in this homacidal manner! I withdrew to my room and there, when Jane Raleigh came later, told her the terrable news. "Only one thing is to be done, Jane," I said, my voice shaking. "Tom must be warned." "Call him up," said Jane, "and tell him to keep away." But this I dare not do. "Who knows, Jane," I observed, in a forlorn manner, "but that the telephone is watched? They must suspect. But how? HOW?" Jane was indeed a FIDUS A CHATES. She went out to the drug store and telephoned to Tom, being careful not to mention my name, because of the clerk at the soda fountain listening, saying merely to keep away from a Certain Person for a time as it was dangerous. She then merely mentioned the word "revolver" as meaning nothing to the clerk but a great deal to Tom. She also aranged a meeting in the Park at 3 P. M. as being the hour when father signed his mail before going to his Club to play bridge untill dinner. Our meeting was a sad one. How could it be otherwise, when to loving Hearts are forbiden to beat as one, or even to meet? And when one or the other is constantly saying:
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