"Isn't the frat paper lovely?" she sighed. "I do hope I shall go to college—or else have a husband who belongs to a lot of——",
"Isabella, do not be rude!" cried Mrs. Dallas, who had overheard this passage at arms; whereupon the girl, with a defiant glance at her tormentor, left the room.,
"Wait," replied Maurice, in the same tone. "I shall not let him think that either of us is afraid of his charlatan tricks.".
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