She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. "Of course," rejoined the bystander, who had just spoken, and who was of a cynical turn,—"the greater the rascal, the better they like him. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. You are just necessary to life for me.
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