“You see,” he said, “it is doubtful if we can ever marry. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. " "And, if you want an additional inducement to do so, I can tell you there's no one —not even his mother—whom he loves so well as you. “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. He stabbed a kitchen knife between her ribs.
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