Dashed Her Hopes.
The young man produced a small square box from his pocket. "My dear," he said, "I have a birthday present for you. I don't know whether it will fit your finger or noti but I'll: — -" ■ ■ w "Oh, Jack!" she interrupted, blushing vividly. "Why, I never even thought Then he opened the box and produced a silver thimble, and the roorri became suddenly cooler.
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NZ Truth, Issue 985, 11 October 1924, Page 6
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66Dashed Her Hopes. NZ Truth, Issue 985, 11 October 1924, Page 6
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