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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"Michael O'Halloran"

" They could not remotely conceive that
life might serve them the cruel trick of "worse."
Leslie sank to her knees. Douglas lifted her up, set her on the firmest
location he could see, adoring her with his eyes and reverent touch. Since
that first rough grasp as he drew her to him, Leslie had felt positively
fragile in his hands. She smiled at him her most beautiful smile when
wide-eyed with emotion.
"Douglas, why just now, when you've waited two years?" she asked.
"Wanted a degree of success to offer," he answered.
Leslie disdained the need for success.
"Wanted you to have time to know me as completely as possible."
Leslie intimated that she could learn faster.
"Wanted to have the acknowledged right to put my body between yours and
any danger this swamp might have to offer to-day."
"Exactly what I thought!" cried she.
"Wise girl," commented the man.
"Douglas, I must hurry!" said Leslie. "It may take a long time to find the
flowers I want, while I've no idea what I shall do for a basket.


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