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Show A Question of Cosmetics. He held e:t his arms In a passion of tenderness. "Let us," he said "oh, let us " Tears vibrated In hfs voice. " kiss, my darling, and make up." The hard glitter died out of the girl's eyes, and, with a glad cry, she throw herself Into his arms and laid her cheek upon bis shoulder. "Kiss and make up," she murmured. Dut afterward, noting with horror the patch of whlto on his sleeve, the proud and sensitive creature wished that the making up might have followed fol-lowed Instead of preceding tho kiss-Inc. |