Therefore, instead of fancying that any of his fair
acquaintances were angels, he had deliberately and, as some may
think, in a very cold-blooded fashion, endeavored to discover what
they actually were. He had observed that a good deal of prose
followed the poetry of wooing and the lunacy of the honeymoon; and
he thought it might be well to criticise a little before marriage
as well as after it.
There were a number of charming girls in the social circle of his
native town; and he had, during later years, made himself quite
impartially agreeable to them. Indeed, without much effort on his
part he had become what is known as a general favorite. He had
been too diligent a student to become a society man, but was ready
enough in vacation periods to make the most of every country
frolic, and even on great occasions to rush up from the city and
return at some unearthly hour in the morning when his partners in
the dance were not half through their dreams. While on these
occasions he had shared in the prevailing hilarity, he
nevertheless had the presentiment that some one of the laughing,
light-footed girls would one day pour his coffee and send him to
his office in either a good or a bad mood to grapple with the
problems awaiting him there.
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