“You’ll get me to allude to it, but you’d have to torture me to admit it. And also she didn’t like them. And I’m afraid. He remembered it suddenly. You know they say, as, indeed, I have just quoted already, that all bad poetry is written in a state of emotion, but I have no doubt that this is true of bad offers of marriage. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous, preoccupied, almost depressed figure. To settle things, you know.
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