languid gentleman said, as he ran his hand fond y through his golden curls, and puffed leisurely at his cigar.

Mrs. Colfax shrugged her shoulders impatiently.

Pretty! That's all you men think of. I believe my husbaud is the only sensible man alive. I suppose you-you great, lazy thing, are ready to fall in love with Ida Arnolt right off, and you've only known her a week."

"Known her? Never! I don't know her now, but I'm in love just the same. How on earth could

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