“Do you want some of mine?” “Yes. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. Her heartbeat quickened. Though encumbered by his irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified. It was the grand nursery of vice. I have been waiting a long time for a family like them.
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