“I can’t. He was and always would be dramatizing his emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary self. I've often seen them storming the Carnegie Hall stage. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. You are more in my power than I am in yours. A few feet away, across the low vases of pink and white roses, sat Annabel, more beautiful to-night perhaps than ever before in her life. \"Well, my Advanced Trig book weighs about two tons, then there is my Poli-Sci book, which is smaller but kind of fat, I've got a speech to write for a meet next week, so I've got a Trapper Keeper just for speeches, you know. Neither would she allow herself to feel guilty nor would she allow him to find a way into the house.
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