‘Oh, I don’t wish to marry you. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. It was immediately opened by a man with light eyelashes and a manner suggestive of restrained passion. .
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