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She can't do it,
and buy food and clothes, and pay room-rent and carfare. That's
another fact, isn't it?"
Mary regarded the owner of the store with grave questioning in
her violet eyes. Under the urgency of emotion, color crept into
the pallid cheeks, and now her face was very beautiful--so
beautiful, indeed, that for a little the charm of its loveliness
caught the man's gaze, and he watched her with a new respect,
born of appreciation for her feminine delightfulness. The
impression was far too brief. Gilder was not given to esthetic
raptures over women. Always, the business instinct was the
dominant. So, after the short period of amazed admiration over
such unexpected winsomeness, his thoughts flew back angrily to
the matters whereof she spoke so ridiculously.
"I don't care to discuss these things," he declared peremptorily,
as the girl remained silent for a moment.
"And I have no wish to discuss anything," Mary returned evenly.
"I only want to give you what you asked for--facts." A faint
smile of reminiscence curved the girl's lips.


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