It’s not like we’re getting married. My dress, my person will be minutely described. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. "I'll be his evil genius!" vociferated Jonathan, who seemed to enjoy her torture. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already.
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