We think the whole thing is straight and noble at bottom, and it isn’t. It does not matter to him either way. "Well, Sir?" cried the other, eagerly. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. There are times when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected thing. I asked him to take me away, and hide me. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away. The months that followed September spiraled downward.
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