The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. He chuckled. “Ugh!” she said. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. She might even forgive him. “You decline to help us in any way, then,” he said. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her.
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