” She seemed unmoved, but she did not look at him. As the woollendraper's back was towards him, he did not perceive him, but continued his passionate addresses. ‘What is this fate?’ ‘Un mariage of no distinction. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. And girls and women, perhaps, are different. \" \"Good night, Mom.
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