‘It is London’s loss, ma’am. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. “I have made no arrangements as yet— none at all. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. ” Her father interrupted.
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