She gave her a wink when John had turned to ask Mark if Lucy could ride home with them. “Yeah. " "And all the time you loved her?"—appalled. "The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees. “What have I been all this time?” she asked herself, and answered, “Just stark egotism, crude assertion of Ann Veronica, without a modest rag of religion or discipline or respect for authority to cover me!” It seemed to her as though she had at last found the touchstone of conduct. She turned to face him and he kissed her. The female’s words caught at his attention, and he no longer heard what the young Poussaint girl was saying to him. "You mistake,—you are mine. Good night!" She pressed his hand and went out. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair.
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