“My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. It runs about gayly, it romps, it is bright and pretty, it has enormous quantities of soft hair and more power of expressing affection than its brothers. However good you were to me, and however happy I was in other ways, I should find this intolerable. ’ She glared at Hilary. ” She said. Do not be a fool, Jacques. “You knew it,” he added, in her momentary silence. Lucia, you will come to love me and all the blessings of the Lord that marriage brings.
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