Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. We wore invisible chains and invisible blinkers. The woman shrugged her shoulders. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. " "Ah, I see. "And I," muttered Jack.
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