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Being Irish, Myra Rostrevor was by nature more than a little

superstitious and inclined to attach so just a tiny bit scared at heart, and

wondering uneasily if perchance Don Carlos de Ruiz was a thought-reader

"Sure, and I don't knohat to make of you, Myra," she whispered to

her own reflection in the

costu frock "I don't knohat to make of you at

all, at all! And I don't knohat to make of Don Carlos, either I

don't know if you are in love with hiain youa fool of him Oh, if only I knehether he

is in earnest or not!"

Myra was als and

e either herself or

Don Carlos She continued to "blow hot, blow cold" every ti hi with hi hiain