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The Fashionable Adventures of Joshua Craig; a Novel by David Graham Phillips
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gloom upon his brow. "Though," he added, "you don't look at all
well." With an effort: "Margaret, are you glad--or sorry?"

"Glad," she answered in a firm, resolute tone. It became a little
hard in its practicality as she added: "You were quite right. We
took the only course."

"You asked me to be a little patient with you," he went on.

She trembled; her glance fluttered down.

"Well--I--I--you'll have to be a little patient with me, too." He
was red with embarrassment. She looked so still and cold and
repelling that he could hardly muster voice to go on: "You can't
but know, in a general sort of way, that I'm uncouth, unaccustomed
to the sort of thing you've had all your life. I'm going to do my
best, Margaret. And if you'll help me, and be a little forbearing,
I think--I hope--you'll soon find I'm--I'm--oh, you understand."

She had given a stealthy sigh of relief when she discovered that
he was not making the protest she had feared. "Yes, I understand,"
replied she, her manner a gentle graciousness, which in some moods
would have sent his pride flaring against the very heavens in
angry scorn. But he thought her most sweet and considerate, and
she softened toward him with pity. It was very, pleasant thus to
be looked up to, and, being human, she felt anything but a
lessened esteem for her qualities of delicateness and refinement,
of patrician breeding, when she saw him thus on his knees before
them. He had invited her to look down on him, and she was
accepting an invitation which it is not in human nature to
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