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She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. “Is Lady Lescelles in?” he asked the butler. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. Dinner was quite uneventful. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. He found, however, that now the time had come he utterly lacked the courage to attempt any such speech. " "Mad as you are, you're the more sensible of the two, I must say," rejoined Jonathan. ” “No! I’ll explain lower. " "Loved me! You!" "I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen by a gipsy in Lancashire. Until Leonardo. You came to see me in the hospital.
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