A young man was playing the banjo. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. ” “Why not?” “Free woman—and equal. ’ ‘Don’t you dare. “It’s just that he doesn’t seem like your type. So he goes out with girls from his group instead of me. Perhaps at the first blush—it strikes you as odd. If so I shall have to leave.
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