I like you very much, I haven’t known you enough to love you, no matter how worthy you are of love. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. ” “It is Number 8, Cavendish Square,” she answered simply. The idea of Ruth as a talisman against misfortune—which he now recognized as a sick man's idea— faded as his appreciation of the absurd reasserted itself. He was just as much a greater master than any other I ever saw, as he was a greater judge of time and measure. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. "I could almost forgive the wretch the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that," he added, a little confused. I heard from David about you only this morning.
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