He sat down. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. She paused. He ignored her protests in order to pursue some impressive line of his own. He loved you.
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