I overlooked the mechanical imperfections of your work, the utter lack of finish, the crudeness of your drawing. “Are you feeling okay?” “Just fine. “Let us sit down for a moment,” he had said. " "Never fear," replied Thames, taking up his hat. ” “How much longer can you stay here?” “I was hoping to graduate this time. The ring's yours, and you're mine.
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