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Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips), 1866-1946

"A Prince of Sinners"

You were
distinctly disappointed. Don't deny it. It isn't worth while."
"I won't plead guilty to the disappointment," he answered, "but I'll
tell you the truth. I was thinking what a delightfully companionable
girl you were, and yet how different from any other girl I have ever met
in my life."
"That sounds hackneyed--the latter part of it," she remarked, "but in my
case I see that it is not intended to be a compliment. What do I lack
that other girls have?
"You are putting me in a tight corner," he declared. "It isn't that you
lack anything, but nearly all the girls one meets some time or other
seem to expect from one nice little speeches or compliments, just a
little sentiment now and then. Now you seem so entirely superior to
that sort of thing altogether. It is a ridiculously lame explanation.
The thing's in my head all right, but I can't get it out. I can only
express it when I say that you are the only girl I have ever known, or
known of, in my life with whom sex would never interfere with
companionship."
She stirred her coffee absently. At first he thought that she might be
offended, for she did not look up for several moments.


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