Perhaps that's just because she's different."
"I suspect it is," Richard agreed with conviction. Certainly, a girl who
would run away from such adulation as she had been receiving must be, he
considered, decidedly and interestingly "different." He only wished he
might hit upon some "different" way to pique her interest.
CHAPTER XII
BLANKETS
There was destined to be a still longer break in the work which had been
going on in Judge Calvin Gray's library than was intended. He and his
assistant had barely resumed their labours after the Christmas
house-party when the Judge was called out of town for a period whose
limit when he left he was unable to fix. He could leave little for
Richard to do, so that young man found his time again upon his hands and
himself unable to dispose of it to advantage.
His mind at this period was in a curious state of dissatisfaction. Ever
since the evening of the Christmas dance, when a girl's careless word
had struck home with such unexpected force he had been as restless and
uneasy as a fish out of water. His condition bore as much resemblance to
that of the gasping fish as this: in the old element of life about town,
as he had been in the habit of living it, he now had the sensation of
not being able to breathe freely.
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