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Montressor’s guests. Your Mom says to come downstairs for dessert. take it slow. Bring me clothing, I beg of you. —Providence, I mean—HAS arranged it so that men will keep you, more or less. Love is a great thing, and happiness a joy. He would require things of her, and she would be passionately concerned to meet his requirements. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. Spurling: "I blush for you, Sir! To call yourself a man, and interfere with the natural course of affection! Have you no feeling for the situation of those poor disconsolate creatures, about to be bereaved of all they hold dear? Is it nothing to part with a husband to the gallows? I've lost four in the same way, and know what it is.
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