`` And , oh , Jack , I 've so many questions to ask I do n't know where to begin . Tell me all the Thrush Hill and Valleyfield news , tell me everything that has happened since I left . How many people have you killed off ? And , oh , why did n't you come to see me before ? '' `` I did n't think I should be wanted , Kitty , '' Jack answered quietly . `` You seemed to be so absorbed in your new life that old friends and interests were crowded out . '' `` So I was at first , '' I answered penitently . `` I was dazzled , you know . The glare was too much for my Thrush Hill brown . But it 's different now . How did you happen to come , Jack ? '' `` I had to come to Montreal on business , and I thought it would be too bad if I went back without coming to see what they had been doing in Vanity Fair to my little playmate . '' `` Well , what do you think they have been doing ? '' I asked saucily . I had on a particularly fetching gown and knew I was looking my best . Jack , however , looked me over with his head on one side . `` Well , I do n't know , Kitty , '' he said slowly . `` That is a stunning sort of dress you have on -- not so pretty , though , as that old blue muslin you used to wear last summer -- and your hair is pretty good . But you look rather disdainful and , after all , I believe I prefer Thrush Hill Kitty . '' How like Jack that was .
He never thought me really pretty , and he is too honest XXXXX pretend he does .
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