Marvel held her handkerchief to her eyes, and appeared in great distress. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word. This business of love is the supreme affair in life, it is the woman’s one event and crisis that makes up for all her other restrictions, and I cower—as we all cower—with a blushing and paralyzed mind until it overtakes me!. Wood, in indignant surprise. She had no place she loved. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent.
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