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SHE MADE HAY, ETC.

He was obviously desperate. ‘ Do you love me !’ he suddenly demanded. * Yes,’ she answered at once, although it was the first time the subject had been broached. He shifted uneasily in hie chair. * Your frankness,’ he faltered, ‘is—er—’ * Engaging,’ she suggested, with a sweet smile, which gradually faded when she remembered that she had no witnesses.

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIV, Issue VII, 16 February 1895, Page 168

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SHE MADE HAY, ETC. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIV, Issue VII, 16 February 1895, Page 168

SHE MADE HAY, ETC. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIV, Issue VII, 16 February 1895, Page 168

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