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The Mountain Girl
The Mountain Girl

anguished, and she placed her hand gently on his as they were being whirled away. "Your bags are not in, David, if you are going a journey."

  

"Clark will follow with them, and I can wait in Liverpool, if I can only catch this boat."

  

"David, explain. If you can't, then let me read this," she pleaded, touching the letter in his hand; but he clutched it the tighter.

  

"No one may read this, not even you." He pressed the crumpled sheets to his lips, then folded them carefully away. "It's just that I've been a cad—a fiendish cad and an idiot in one. I thought myself a man of high ideals— My God, I am a cad!"

  

"David, you sacrificed yourself to ideals, but you are still a boy and have much to learn. When men try to set new laws for themselves and get out of the ordinary, they are more than apt to make fools of themselves, and may do positive harm. What is it now?"

  

"Can't you get over the ground any faster, John?" he cried, thrusting his head again out of the window. "These horses are overfed and lazy, like all the English people. Why was the machine out of order? Hicks is a fool—I say!" He put his hand inside his collar and pulled and worked it loose. "We are all hidebound here. Even our clothes choke us."

  

"David, tell me the truth."

  

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