"How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence. “Why will you not be sensible? Go back to your old life and your old friends, and forget all about Paris and this absurd delusion of yours. “If I were to marry now,” she said, “it would be with a sense of humiliation. You on the other hand have to come to London, a worker, with the responsibility of life upon your own shoulders—and in addition all the burden of her follies. Will you take it in to him?” The young man smiled in a superior manner. She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. To be exact, it was just sixteen hours and twenty minutes. I’m very resourceful, you know. He mumbled an apology and then stopped short. I'll eat them when we start.
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