I want to put myself into your hands. “Did she? I’m sorry, Mike. ” “How?” He asked. CHAPTER XVII. She blushed prettily, and in a moment regained command of her tongue. In her case the barrier was not selfishness but the perception that her interest would be misinterpreted, naturally. Jack had well-nigh fallen too. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. But she certainly remembered that when she was a little girl he sometimes wore tennis flannels, and also rode a bicycle very dexterously in through the gates to the front door.
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