ToC Thames Darrell's fears were not, however, groundless. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. "They shall not harm you, my love!" she exclaimed. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. The world isn't real yet; she hasn't comparisons by which to govern her acts. She got up and unlocked the door. Monsieur Charvill, he has not the means to choose different.
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