This new-comer was a man who in any company would have seemed striking. […] His air, of self-confident assurance, seemed that of a man well used to having his own way.
a hunch of bread
“Isn’t it awful, Mabel?” “The horrid, mean things!” “Just like a man!” And similar exclamations of wrath and indignation were heaped on the heads of the government printing officials by a hundred petite little printresses in the corridor of the Government Printing building in Washington the other day.
The rose of love she wore for him blushed with a crimson flame, / And in her eyes the fire of life upflickered as he came.
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