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We all have to kow-tow to that. But I've not promised to stand by him yet; nor will I, unless he turns out an honest lad,—mind that. “You wouldn’t. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. He was astonished. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. The trip took a full day.
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