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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
Phebe
Breakers Ahead
New Year's Calls
The Sad and Sober Part
Small Temptations
At Kitty's Ball
Both Sides
Aunt Clara's Plan
Alas for Charlie!
Good Works
Among the Haycocks
Which Was It?
Behind the Fountain
What Mac Did
How Phebe Earned Her Welcome
Short and Sweet

 

"I thought you did love me it looked very like it a month ago, 

unless you have turned coquette, and I can't quite believe that," he 

answered bitterly. 

 

"I was beginning to love you, but you made me afraid to go on," 

murmured Rose, trying to tell the truth kindly. 

 

"That cursed custom! What can a man do when his hostess asks 

him to drink wine with her?" And Charlie looked as if he could 

have cursed himself even more heartily. 

 

"He can say 'no.'" 

 

"I can't." 

 

"Ah, that's the trouble! You never learned to say it even to 

yourself, and now it is so hard, you want me to help you." 

 

"And you won't." 

 

"Yes, I will, by showing you that I can say it to myself, for your 

sake." And Rose looked up with a face so full of tender sorrow he 

could not doubt the words which both reproached and comforted 

him. 

 

"My little saint! I don't deserve one half your goodness to me, but I 

will, and go away without one complaint to do my best, for your 

sake," he cried, touched by her grief and stirred to emulation by 

the example of courage and integrity she tried to set him. 

 

Here Kitty and Steve bore down upon them; and, obeying the 

impulse to put care behind them, which makes it possible for 

young hearts to ache one minute and dance the next, Rose and 

Charlie banished their troubles, joined in the sport that soon turned 

the lonely little bay into a ballroom, and enjoyed the splendors of a 

winter sunset forgetful of separation and Calcutta. 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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