I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly. And when she learned that she had been doubly cheated, what then? His thoughts began to fall on her side of the scales, and his own misery grew lighter as he anticipated hers. Diable. “It—it—must come,” she faltered.
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