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“Pray accept my apologies. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. Oh! thank you—thank you! I'm so happy!" "Stop, Winny!" he answered, gravely; "I haven't promised yet. “The fact of it is, and this absurd project of yours only brings it to a head, you have begun to get hold of some very queer ideas about what a young lady in your position may or may not venture to do. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. Spurling; "they're both here. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced.
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