“What can one say?” she exclaimed. Do you see why I have hidden the terrible things from you? I chose you because you are my perfect mate. She would rend him limb from limb like a fiend if only she could move. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse.
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