The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. You don’t know. Fresh flowers of loveliness have budded, expanded, died. “Some day you will be my wife, and it would not be well for either of us to remember that in these unhappy days you and I were separated. "It's very well you haven't crushed the poor little thing to death with this confounded clothes'-bag. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. " "I am not, by Heaven," returned the knight, solemnly.
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