My heart would speak if it could, for it is very full. ‘If you had met her, you’d understand. I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. . If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. Her lover surely did not 223 understand the implications of what he had asked for and his lust blinded him to the realities of existence even now. "But what, may I ask, arouses the thought?" The doctor was in high good humour. "How?" cried her brother, starting. ‘She wants me to marry her. “Good-bye,” he said earnestly.
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