Manning. Love stories! It was of negligible importance that these books were bound in paper; Romance lay unalterably within. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. ‘But I don’t trust you an inch. He called a waiter. He rose deliberately to his feet and confronted them. ‘But to do only what one wishes, it is not always convenient. If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better underneath. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. He mumbled an apology and then stopped short. My wife—killed me. On taxing his recollection, the whole circumstance rushed to mind with painful distinctness.
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