‘But can you? You don’t know Melusine for Mary Remenham’s daughter, any more than I do. His own heart was too full of melancholy foreboding. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat there, I watched her come in, I watched her go. “A woman wants a proper alliance with a man, a man who is better stuff than herself. She heard their feet and muffled voices. Kneebone, I came hither as your guest. Supposing she saw the young man at dinner that night, emptying his bottle? She could not go to him, sit down and draw the sordid pictures she had seen so often. His absence was thought by the charitable to be from grief. Such an obvious ruse, but the boys and girls would defend their pride to the bitter end, the facade of study groups during rutting season. I beg that you will consider me your friend. I’ll try to stay as long as I can.
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