`` Oh , he was very handsome . '' I proceeded glibly to sketch my ideal . To tell the dreadful truth , I was enjoying myself ; I could see respect dawning in those girls ' eyes , and I knew that I had forever thrown off my reproach . Henceforth I should be a woman with a romantic past , faithful to the one love of her life -- a very , very different thing from an old maid who had never had a lover . `` He was tall and dark , with lovely , curly black hair and brilliant , piercing eyes . He had a splendid chin , and a fine nose , and the most fascinating smile ! '' `` What was he ? '' asked Maggie . `` A young lawyer , '' I said , my choice of profession decided by an enlarged crayon portrait of Mary Gillespie 's deceased brother on an easel before me . He had been a lawyer . `` Why did n't you marry him ? '' demanded Susette . `` We quarreled , '' I answered sadly . `` A terribly bitter quarrel . Oh , we were both so young and so foolish . It was my fault . I vexed Cecil by flirting with another man '' -- was n't I coming on ! -- `` and he was jealous and angry . He went out West and never came back . I have never seen him since , and I do not even know if he is alive .
But -- but -- I could never care for any other XXXXX . ''
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