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She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. “It is concerning—our future relations,” Sir John pronounced ponderously. Let me put the main question to you now that I could not put the other afternoon. E. Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold.
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