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Unrequited Love
I was sitting back to back with Marie Le Noury. I thought she was lovely. She was wearing a tight blue velvet frock and was well developed for a girl and had rosy cheeks and sly black eyes; and when I looked round, she looked round and smiled at me with those sly black eyes. I thought I would write her a little note. I had a stub of pencil in my pocket and tore a page out the back of my hymn-book and wrote, 'Je t'aime, Marie.' I dug in her ribs and she took the note and pencil. I thought she would write back, 'Je t'aime, Ebenezer', but instead I heard her say, 'Look, Miss Collas, what one of the boys has given to me!'
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