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I am afraid because I love you, so that the mere thought of failure hurts. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. "All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. Mrs. If you ride past the church, and mount the hill, you'll come to Neasdon and then you'll not have above half a mile to go. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. " "They are useless," she returned.
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