He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. A rock gave way to deep water.
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