Stop! we must shut the door, or they'll catch us. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly. He cupped her small hands in the bowl of his large ones and reassured her in the kindest manner, saying, “You will have the finest life that Florence has to offer. He stopped abruptly.
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