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She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and
having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features. You say you
love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent
words, words meant to last a lifetime. “The
nurse will fetch the doctor directly. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care,
through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. Her cheeks were aflame. "Is this a season to speak on such a
subject?"
"Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of
my passion must plead my excuse. And then, for the first time, Wood noticed a small stream of blood coursing
slowly down her cheek.
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