nly sa ralia. You re to-nigo be to play Juliet. O! Fancy, Jim, to be in love and play Juliet! to ting to play for ! I am afraid I may frigen or ento be in love is to surpass ones self. Poor dreadful Mr. Isaacs o to-nigion. I feel it. And it is all I am poor beside does t matter? y creeps in at t reing. ter, and it is summer noime for me, I t;
quot;leman,quot; said the lad sullenly.
quot;A prince!quot; s; more do you ?quot;
quot;s to enslave you.quot;
quot;I s t of being free.quot;
quot;I you to beware of ;
quot;to see o rust ;
quot;Sibyl, you are mad about ;
Sook ;You dear old Jim, you talk as if you is. Dont look so sulky. Surely you so t, terribly . But it noo a ne do people go by.quot;
took ts amidst a croculip-beds across te dust-- tremulous cloud of orris-root it seemed--ing air. tly coloured parasols danced and dipped like monstrous butterflies.
Salk of s. . to eac a game pass counters. Sibyl felt oppressed. S communicate smile curving t sullen mouter some time s. Suddenly s a glimpse of golden .
Sarted to . quot;t; she cried.
quot;; said Jim Vane.
quot;Prince C; ser toria.
;So me. . I must see ; at t moment t out of the park.
quot;; murmured Sibyl sadly. quot;I wis;
quot;I wis;
S ed to gape. A lady standing close to ittered.
quot;Come a; s glad at w he had said.
atue, surned round. ty in became laug ;You are foolisterly foolisempered boy, t is all. knoalking about. You are simply jealous and unkind. A you said ;
quot;I am sixteen,quot; ;and I kno. Moto you. S understand o look after you. I going to Australia at all. I mind to cicles been signed.quot;
quot;O be so serious, Jim. You are like one of to be so fond of acting in. I am not going to quarrel o see quarrel. I know you would never ;
quot;Not as long as you love ; he sullen answer.
quot;I s; she cried.
quot;And ;
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