She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. He came as an agreeable diversion from an insoluble perplexity. Her voice shook, her eyes were very soft and melting. ‘You will like to marry me, yes?’ she pursued. He reached for her chin and lifted it up.
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