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Webster, Henry Kitchell, 1875-1932

"The Real Adventure"

Indeed, I think she had done so,
unconsciously, by half past one, when her car stopped in front of the
fraternity house and, instantaneously, like a cuckoo out of a clock, the
half-back appeared. He was portentously solemn, and Rose thought he
looked a little pale.
"Get in," she said holding out a hand to him. "I'm going to take you
down-town to do an errand for me--well, two errands, really. My, but
it's a long time since I've seen you!"
She didn't look tragic, to be sure--not as if there were livid bruises
underneath her furs. And nothing about the manner of her greeting
suggested that she was on the point of sobbing out a plea to be
forgiven. Still, what did she mean by an errand? It might be anything.
"You see," she explained, "I happened to remember that you were going to
begin studying law this year, and that you were just the person who
wouldn't mind doing what I want."
"Divorce!" thought the half-back with a shudder.
"I want you," she went on, "to tell me just how you begin studying
law--what text-books you get, and where you get them.


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