And by degrees, perhaps, that maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. I would sooner see you in a ’bus again. ” He stood before the door. The manager had sketched the girl's character, or rather had interpreted it, from the incidents which had happened since dinner. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. You are not my husband.
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