230 Rhea sprang, teeth flashing. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question.
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