She was a merry creature, it is true, and quite beautiful. But really it is much more than that. I believed that she was my wife, or she would have been safe from me. ‘I’ll send one of my men to see you here this very evening. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. Brute! Fool! To have come to her on such an errand. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes.
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