The Skeptic gave me a grateful glance. "You never said a truer thing than that," said he.
Perceiving that he was in a sentimental mood, and that the Gay Lady had stopped playing and was coming out again upon the porch, I turned my attention to the Philosopher. In spite of the music he seemed not in a sentimental mood.
"You have a lot of girl company, first and last, don't you?" he queried, when he and I had agreed upon the beauty of the night.
"It happens so, for some reason," I admitted.
He shook his head regretfully. "If I thought you were going to have anything more like that to-day soon, I should take to the woods," said he.
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