Janice Meredith by Paul Leicester Ford
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"Charles! "No!" gasped Tibbie, properly electrified. "Thee is cozening me." "Not for a moment," cried Janice, delightedly. "Tell me everything about all" was Tabitha's rapturous demand. It took Janice many minutes, and Tibbie was called upon to use many exclamation and question marks, ere the tale of all these surprises was completed. Long before it had come to a finish, the two girls were snuggled together in bed, half in real love, as well as for the mutual animal heat, and half that they might whisper the lower. The facts, after many interruptions and digressions, having been narrated, Janice asked,-- "Whom, think you, Charles loves, Tibbie?" "'T is very strange! From his valentine and miniature I should think 't was thee. But from what he told thee--" "'T is exactly that which puzzles me." "Oh, Janice! He--Perhaps thee was right. He may be a villain who is trying to beguile thee." |
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