95 The officer showed her into the sleepy suburban police station, a hub of inactivity on Sunday night except for herself and a slightly drunk woman who had been brought in for DUI. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. If you could see how it gives them souls, women who have taken things for granted, who have given themselves up altogether to pettiness and vanity. Yesterday!—who cared? To-morrow!—who knew? "Porpoise," she said, touching his hand. “I want to lay all my life at your feet. He would talk to Spurlock, but from the bench; as a judge, not as a chagrined lover.
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