seen in his whole life. But for some mysterious reason consolation refused to come. " Well, I am going back to Honduras to-morrow," he thought,—"and there thoughts of women will give me very little concern."
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"I protest against this kissing," cried the roguish host in a loud voice, evidently referring to something that had just taken place in the embrasure of the farther window. "On fait vemr I'eau dans la bouchet! Monopoly is strictly prohibited. Our rights and feelings must be taken into just consideration." Frenzied applause followed. What difference did it make? —they were the world's Bohemians—here to-day, there to-morrow!—before another moonrise they would be scattered west and south;—the ladies ought to kiss them all for good luck.
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So the kiss of farewell was given under the great gate, overhung by vine-tendrils drooping like a woman's hair love-loosened.
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