"The doctor and I agreed to give you a chance—for her sake. " "That reminds me he's still at large," returned Ireton. "Aren't you afraid?" "Of what?"—serenely. “I wish you and I had drunk that love potion,” he said. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. It's fine with me if it's fine with Cathy, darlin’. “They might do you good,” she remarked.
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