It is not so. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. His friendship seemed a thing worth having. It’s too bad that you can’t date two guys at once. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white.
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