THE REVERBERATOR
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"I don't care anything about his kind."
"That's a pity, if you're going to marry him. How could I know that when I took you up there?"
"Good-bye, Mr. Flack," said Francie, trying to gain ground from him.
This attempt was of course vain, and after a moment he resumed: "Will you keep me as a friend?"
"Why, Mr. Flack, of course I will!" cried Francie.
"All right," he replied; and they presently rejoined their companions.
