The world had grown dark and wide, and she was very small. “Oh, John, please!” “You are already leaving me. And now, my angel, that I am acquainted with your sentiments on this subject, I shall readily fulfil a promise which I made to your lamented parent, whose loss I shall ever deplore. A riding-habit is all I have seen.
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