You see, my riddle is solved. "Can you not love him?" "Love him!" echoed the widow. ‘What happened, ma’am?’ enquired Gerald gently. Let this be a caution to you in future—with whom, and about what you deal. “Mr. And, as he quitted the room, the poor widow fell with her face upon the floor. She turned back into the hall. “Dear me!” he said. Still, that leaves over a million shrines short, not reckoning widows who re-marry. Jack was not half your age when he died. ” She laughed.
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