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"I should never have acted as I did," rejoined Sheppard, bitterly; "if Mrs. She loves you too well for that. " "Ah, yes. Sheppard, who made no resistance, along with him, entered the house, the door of which was instantly shut and barricaded. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. He had not to wait long. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. Sheppard snatched back her hand from his grasp, and exerted all her force to repel his advances. The resemblance was amazing! And some man—he was good-looking—was in the background. On the whole, I think that I have been disappointed with the life here. Daily contact with actual human beings all the more inclined her toward the imaginative. But it never said: "Tell someone! Tell someone!" Was he something of a moral pervert, then? Was it what he had lost—the familiar world—rather than what he had done? He stared dully at the footrail.
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