Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a
boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I
am, you see. Men fled from their tottering habitations, and
returned to them scared by greater dangers. And what did she do? Not only
did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she
ran away from him. We LIKED
each other well enough. A slender young man,
wearing glasses, appeared from the shadow of the nearest van. Wonderful! The water, dripping from you, must have looked like
pearls. It’s odd how
little I know of him, and of how he feels and what he feels. I thought it better not to send him away
till I'd mentioned the circumstance to you. And, fearing you might not come to me, I
forced my way hither, even with certainty of discomposing your friends.
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