" Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church. " With this, he struck the door a heavy blow. He insisted once again on opening the car door for her. Sheila wouldn’t allow me to date a boy even if he was only fifteen—I mean sixteen, like I am, you see. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. 'He that woos a maid',— fol-de-rol—(hiccupping). Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise.
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