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"Let us stay together all the time," said Joe spontaneously, "it will be
ever so much pleasanter. I would not exactly like to be paired off with
any of those men, you know."
Sybil looked at Joe, opening her wide blue eyes in some astonishment. She
did not think Joe was exactly one of those young women who object to a
moonlight _tete-a-tete_, if properly chaperoned.
"Yes, if you like, dear," she said. "I would like it much better myself,
of course."
"Do you know, Sybil," said Joe, looking up at her taller companion, "I
should not think you would care for skating and that sort of thing."
"Why?" asked Sybil.
"You do not look strong enough. You are not a bit like me, brought up on
horseback."
"Oh, I am very strong," answered Sybil, "only I am naturally pale, you
see, and people think I am delicate."
But the north wind kissed her fair face and the faint color came beneath
the white and through it, so that Joe looked at her and thought she was
the fairest woman in the world that day.


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