You won't refuse me, I'm sure; so no more need be said about the matter. There was a third lady among the younger set. But she no longer felt Jacomo’s age, even if she looked it. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you. You have thought it worth while to take some considerable pains to resolve for yourself my sister’s identity. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards and forwards. How many ends had he? Well, she must cease to trouble herself for this imbecile, whom it would give her very much pleasure to shoot.
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