She always dawdled, so it was easy. “It’s best,” he said, “to make it a good round sum. What of it?” There was a shout of laughter. We have only those phantoms called memories, which are the husks of dreams. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. ’ ‘Yes, and leave you to break in on your own.
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