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He took one of her hands in his, and drew her against hily about her shoulder For several hts an half-apologetically, half-humorously

But she made a restless movement of distaste, and cried out: "Are the only ones worth while! The young sters, and that's what's the matter with them They're full of life, and coltish spirits, and dance, and song But they're not serious They're not big They're not--oh, they don't give a girl that sense of all- wiseness, of proven strength, of, of well, of manhood"

"I understand," Dick lance at the other side of the shield You glowing young creatures of women must affect the old fellows in precisely sihtful things to whom to teach a few fine foolishnesses, but not as comrades, not as equals, not as sharers--full sharers Life is so to be learned They have learned it sos like you, Ernestine, have you learned any of it yet?"

"Tell ically, "about this wild young ro, fifteen years ago"

"Fifteen?" Dick replied prohteen They were ure it out for yourself--they were actuallyin wedlock, about the sa your first post-birth squalls in this world"

"Yes, yes--go on," she urged nervously "What was she like?"

"She was a resplendent, golden-brown, or tan-golden half-caste, a Polynesian queen whose mother had been a queen before her, whose father was an Oxford entleman, and a real scholar Her name was No enough to out-barbaric her There was nothing sordid in their ht hiht to that island his fortune--and it was no inconsiderable fortune He built a palace that no South Sea island ever possessed before or will ever possess again It was the real thing, grass-thatched, hand-hewn beams that were lashed with cocoanut sennit, and all the rest It was rooted in the island; it sprouted out of the island; it belonged, although he fetched Hopkins out from New York to plan it