In their happiest times, he was the most faithful and devoted of husbands. Spurling, drily. I want a walk. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. ” “No,” cried Miss Miniver, almost vehemently. He was so depressed and disheartened that he did not then believe he would ever write again. I deserve pretty much what I’ve got. ” “It is ironic that you say that, John, for it is I who am afraid of you. Yet he was in a state of hopeless bewilderment. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself.
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