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I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. She felt that she had passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again, just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with her. Me, I have a question for you first. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. Moments, indeed! We like each other fresh and fresh. Now, do what you please.
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