"She travelled alone; and she is the purest woman God ever permitted to inhabit the earth. He was an odd one, especially for a young man. But it would be too risky. And you think I would marry you?’ ‘Why not? I am unworthy, eh? Because I am a servant. ’ ‘Ah, the matter begins to come clear,’ Gerald said. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did not approve. “I am exceedingly sorry,” he said. I demand it as a right. ” The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. "England or France, London or Paris, it's all one to me, so I've you to command me.
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