" "Nay, if you're bent upon this folly," observed Wild, who appeared to have his own reasons for humouring the lad, "I shan't hinder you. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. “I’ve been thinking of you all night,” she answered. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. “How do you feel?” she asked. But I can't consent to the course you would pursue—at least, not till I've given it due consideration. Its smooth surface soothed her nerves.
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