" There had never been, from that fatal hour eight months gone down to this, the inclination to confess. ‘I knew I should find you still here. ‘You cannot be always with me. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. I can't invent; the thing won't come. We've ridden post all the way, and I'm horribly tired, or you wouldn't have mastered me so easily.
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