“Just like old times,” she thought sardonically. ”
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THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER
The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that
relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the
school. The
Semitic looking young man opposite, who seems to have been committing you
to memory piecemeal, will tell you that he was never so bored in all his life as he
has been here. Jack had thus been six hours in accomplishing
his arduous task. \" She replied
to him, looking into his blue eyes. And, to show you that I have no intention of flying, I will myself close
and lock the door. "
The young man thanked his informant, and was about to follow his instructions,
when the other called after him——
"I say, master, did you ever hear tell of Mr. The Yale spirit! Ah Cum smiled whimsically. In a sense it alters nothing. ‘Laisse-moi.
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