That is the dreadful truth. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad. He laid down the knife, and fixed a searching and distrustful gaze upon the writer, who continued his task, unconscious of anything having happened. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May.
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