Mr. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. It gave him plenty of time to obsess over his random crushes, which worried her. They even talked about friendship. I care not. “When it comes there is no mistaking it. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again.
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