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‘Never fear, my love. “It’s jolly,” he said, “to feel you have come to me. You don’t understand the fix I am in. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. Never mind. Miss Klegg and the youngest girl made a vigorous attack on Miss Garvice, who had said she thought women lost something infinitely precious by mingling in the conflicts of life. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. So he made merry at the dinner table, told comic stories, and was astonished at the readiness with which she grasped the comic side of life. His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. “I’d give anything to kiss your neck. The major might not indulge in this sort of flirtation in the ordinary way, but he had seen enough among his army colleagues to know just how to go about it. Ramage, and might describe the affair to him, she cried “Oh!” with renewed vexation, and repeated some steps of her dance in a new and more ecstatic measure.
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