Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. You fell in at once with her quixotic and damnable scheme of foisting her reputation and her follies upon your shoulders whilst she marries a rich man and commences all over again a life of selfish pleasure. He'll mend, I hope. "You've given him a broken head, I perceive.
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