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       Jr. Thomas Dixon

      The Foolish Virgin

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4057664569721

       LEADING CHARACTERS OF THE STORY

       THE FOOLISH VIRGIN

       CHAPTER I. A FRIENDLY WARNING

       CHAPTER II. TEMPTATION

       CHAPTER III. FATE

       CHAPTER IV. DOUBTS AND FEARS

       CHAPTER V. WINGS OF STEEL

       CHAPTER VI. BESIDE THE SEA

       CHAPTER VII. A VAIN APPEAL

       A week passed on the wings of magic.

       CHAPTER VIII. JIM'S TRIAL

       CHAPTER IX. ELLA'S SECRET

       CHAPTER X. THE WEDDING

       CHAPTER XI. “UNTIL DEATH”

       CHAPTER XII. THE LOTOS-EATERS

       CHAPTER XIII. THE REAL MAN

       CHAPTER XIV. UNWELCOME GUESTS

       CHAPTER XV. A LITTLE BLACK BAG

       CHAPTER XVI. THE AWAKENING

       CHAPTER XVII. THE SURRENDER

       CHAPTER XVIII. TO THE NEW GOD

       CHAPTER XIX. NANCE'S STOREHOUSE

       CHAPTER XX. TRAPPED

       CHAPTER XXI. THE DEVIL'S DISCIPLE

       CHAPTER XXII. DELIVERANCE

       CHAPTER XXIII. THE DOCTOR

       CHAPTER XXIV. THE CALL DIVINE

       CHAPTER XXV. THE MOTHER

       CHAPTER XXVI. A SOUL IS BORN

       CHAPTER XXVII. THE BABY

       CHAPTER XXVIII. WHAT IS LOVE?

       CHAPTER XXIX. THE NEW MAN

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      MARY ADAMS, An Old-Fashioned Girl.

       JIM ANTHONY, A Modern Youth.

       JANE ANDERSON, An Artist.

       ELLA, A Scrubwoman.

       NANCE OWENS, Jim Anthony's Mother.

       A DOCTOR, Whose Call was Divine.

       THE BABY, A Mascot.

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      “Mary Adams, you're a fool!”

      The single dimple in a smooth red cheek smiled in answer.

      “You're repeating yourself, Jane——”

      “You won't give him one hour's time for just three sittings?”

      “Not a second for one sitting——”

      “Hopeless!”

      Mary smiled provokingly, her white teeth gleaming in obstinate good humor.

      “He's the most distinguished artist in America——”

      “I've heard so.”

      “It would be a liberal education for a girl of your training to know such a man——”

      “I'll omit that course of instruction.”

      The younger woman was silent a moment, and a flush of anger slowly mounted her temples. The blue eyes were fixed reproachfully on her friend.

      “You really thought that I would pose?”

      “I hoped so.”

      “Alone with a man in his studio for hours?”

      Jane Anderson lifted her dark brows.

      “Why, no, I hardly expected that! I'm sure he would take his easel and palette out into the square in front of the Plaza Hotel and let you sit on the base of the Sherman monument. The crowds would cheer and

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