I wanted to talk to you before when you first came to live here two years ago, but I never did. "You may," replied Jack: "I'll fight for you to the last gasp. Gay," he added, turning to the poet. “Dear me! I wonder where Sir John picked her up. “You doubted me?” She joked. So, let's think no more about it. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me.
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