” “Is it necessary,” he said, “for me to tell you——” “Stop, please,” she said firmly. It arises, I think, from an over developed sense of humour. I am not prying for my own amusement. “But I am sorry,” she exclaimed. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. . We were worried. When the disillusion comes, when the fairy story ends, if she is blessed with children, she doesn't mind.
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