" "Think not to delude me, audacious wretch," cried the carpenter. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. In Old Palace Yard everybody ran. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her mind to other questions.
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