“Reuben, come here. Besides ——” She stopped short. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. “But, forgive me, you are tired. “YOU wouldn’t like to be independent?” he asked, abruptly. Marry me.
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