“You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo husband. What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding. If he ran less risk of being blown over, he stood a much greater chance of being washed off, or stifled.
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