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MacGrath, Harold, 1871-1932

"Arms and the Woman"

He must aid me to find the proofs."
Pembroke began kicking the snow with his toes.
"I wish you had not told me, Jack."
"It is for the best. You and I are in the same boat; we ride or sink
together."
At luncheon his mind was absent and he ate but little. And I ate less
than he. It was going to be very hard for me to meet Gretchen.

The Chancellor waved his hand toward a chair. We were very good
friends.
"What is it now?" he asked, smiling. "I dare not stir up the
antagonists against the government to give you a story, and aside from
the antagonists it is dull."
"I will find the story in the present instance," said I. And in the
fewest words possible I laid before him the object of my visit.
"This is a very strange story," he said, making a pyramid of his
fingers and contemplating the task with a careful air. "Are you not
letting your imagination run away with you?"
"Not for a moment. I ask you to attend the ball at the American
ministry this evening, and if the likeness between the two women does
not convince you, the matter shall drop, so far as I am concerned.


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