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Chapter 12 - (VERSO)

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nificent specimen of manhood.”

In one hand he carried a bunch of early golden-rod and smoke-blue asters.

“Good-afternoon,” he said in a resonant voice which seemed to take possession of the drowsy summer afternoon, “Is Miss Olivia Sterling in? And will you please tell her that Malcom MacPherson is here?”

I showed him into the parlor. Then Peggy and I peeped through the crack of the door. Anyone would have done it. We would have scorned to excuse ourselves. And, indeed, what we saw would have been worth several conscience spasms if we had felt any.


From "Aunt Olivia's Beau."