Neither of them could ever take the other one seriously. She saw a stern, even harsh character of no style and little of the grace she was used to. And she could not impress him for her life. A fact of which she was a bit annoyed, but not too concerned about. He saw a cloud headed, good-for-nothing practical flirt, and thought no more about it. And then their eyes met.
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