The rain fell monotonously from the grey sky like tears from a sorrowful face. “No, Reginald Tomlinson—no, never!” Her cruel words wrung a groan from the strong man's lips, but he was not yet daunted. “Can you not,” he faltered, “learn to love me ?” “No —a thousand times no!” she replied. A wild, cruel light flashed in hi« eyes, “And yet,” he. sneered, “they say ‘Never 100 old to learn*!” And pausing only to select the best umbrella, be ruslied forth into the wet, r>ld night.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVI, Issue 3, 20 January 1906, Page 44
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86Page 44 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVI, Issue 3, 20 January 1906, Page 44
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