They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. She had agonized over it for weeks. Still, it was true about men. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. Only you won’t let me exist!” Mr. They are very good people, you know.
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