The Iron Bar 397 XVIII. A slender young man, wearing glasses, appeared from the shadow of the nearest van. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. “I can’t. Cathy chimed. Not MY affair. He was inclined to be a good-natured person, and he had no nervous fears of receiving a snub. ’ ‘Indeed, I’m beginning to think so,’ he said ruefully. ’ ‘Yes, but when I think about this, I do not think I can do so,’ she said candidly. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all. When I've placed another skull and another halter beside them, I shall be contented.
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