If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. It hadn’t even been called Kentucky back then when the Shawnee still hunted deer over mossy hills and the smoke from their fires could still inspire terror. Daughters were not like sons. “You would be wise to loosen your purse-strings, Gianfrancesco. Spurling, (for she it was,) either by her attractions of purse or person, had succeeded in moving the stony heart of Mr. She had never said anything so horrible to anyone in her life. Love is one thing and friendship quite another.
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