“I remember when you walked me home. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. Like a thorough-bred racer, he would sustain twice as much fatigue as a person of heavier mould. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. Come down, I say, instantly, or I'll make you. Horribly skinny he was, and short too. It amounted to two-and-twenty pounds.
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