Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. " "It matters not who I am," replied Jonathan, taking the money. They sat in the windowed booth at the restaurant across from each other. The stage manager reappeared presently, and made a speech. ” Lucy appeared and appraised him briefly, nonchalantly. I know nothing of that young lady. He conveyed not only his sense of the extreme want of correctitude in their unsanctioned meetings, but also that, so far as he was concerned, this irregularity mattered not at all, that he had flung—and kept on flinging—such considerations to the wind.
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