Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.



"You ought to make the attempt," she said softly.

"Suppose I make the attempt.

What does it mean?" she said, evidently giving utterance to a thought, a thousand times thought over and learned by heart.

" It means that I, hating him, but still recognizing that I have wronged him--and I consider him magnanimous--that I humiliate myself to write to him....

Well, suppose I make the effort; I do it.

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