He rose deliberately to his feet and confronted them. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. He believed me when I asked him to marry me. It was a unique experience for her to wash him. They were just nice. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. Lord bless you marm! we sees plenty on 'em in our purfession. If you don’t think it would be a social outrage, perhaps I might walk with you to your railway station. Good riddance to bad rubbish. ” She said.
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