she asked stupidly . Avery bit into a nut-sweet apple . `` No , '' she said frankly . `` Oh , I do n't hate him , of course . I like him well enough . I like him very well . But we 'll quarrel all our lives . '' `` Then what are you marrying him for ? '' asked Janet . `` Why , I 'm getting on -- twenty-two -- all the girls of my age are married already . I wo n't be an old maid , and there 's nobody but Randall . Nobody good enough for a Sparhallow , that is . You would n't want me to marry Ned Adams or John Buchanan , would you ? '' `` No , '' said Janet , who had her full share of the Sparhallow pride . `` Well , then , of course I must marry Randall . That 's settled and there 's no use making faces over the notion . I 'm not making faces , but I 'm tired of hearing you talk as if you thought I adored him and must be in the seventh heaven because I was going to marry him , you romantic child . '' `` Does Randall know you feel like this ? '' asked Janet in a low tone . `` No .
Randall is XXXXX all men -- vain and self-satisfied -- and believes I 'm crazy about him .
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