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"And of much foolishness," Hancock added

"Of ravely a," Dar Hyal said "Leo, why is it that a woman loves the man who beats her?"

"And doesn't love the man who doesn't beat her?" Leo countered

"Precisely"

"Well, Dar, you are partly right and --Oh, I have learned about definitions froly left them out of your two propositions Now I'll put them in for you A man who beats a woman he loves is a low type man A woman who loves the h type h type woman," and all unconsciously Leo's eyes roved to Paula, "could love a man who beats her"

"No, Leo," Dick said, "I assure you I have never, never beaten Paula"

"So you see, Dar," Leo went on with flushing cheeks, "you are wrong Paula loves Dick without being beaten"

With what see on his face, Dick turned to Paula as if to ask her silent approval of the lad's words; but what Dick sought was the effect of the impact of such words under the circuht he detected a flicker of so he knew not what Graham's face he found expressionless insofar as there was no apparent change of the expression of interest that had been there

"Woht," Graham complimented "Leo, you shaons"

"And such dragons," Paula joined in "If they drove O'Hay to drink, ill they do to you, Leo?"

"No knight of love can ever be discoons in the world," Dick said "And the best of it, Leo, is in this case the dragons are ht than they just the saon, Leo, lad," Terrence spoke up "This dragon is going to desert his disreputable companions and come over on your side and be a Saint Terrence And this Saint Terrence has a lovely question to ask you"

"Let this dragon roar first," Hancock interposed "Leo, by all in love that is sweet and lovely, I ask you: why do lovers, out of jealousy, so often kill the woman they love?"