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 *cumstances. You're only half educated, my boy!"

"Hear him!" observed Miles, tragically, addressing himself to Bistre. "I ask you to hear him! Forty-odd years old, a confirmed woman-hater, and railing at me because I don't marry! Inconsistency, thy name is Hunter!"

"Oh, you may laugh," responded the other, gruffly, "but I'm talking sense. You need to get your wings singed once or twice, my boy! Then you might be able to picture a woman that looked like a woman and not a bundle of silk and lace. Look at that girl in that last book of yours; what's her name? Hortense? Gertrude?"

"Caroline," answered the novelist meekly.

"Caroline, then. Huh! Call her a woman? Stick to your outlandish