The situation bothered him considerably. Here was a terrific figure gnashing his teeth, and howling like a wild beast;—there a lover, with hands clasped together and eyes turned passionately upward. But they cut it all off. I know not who you are; and, as I cannot discern your face, I may be doing you an injustice. “It’s like the Picture and the Bust. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.
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