"Married!—no—no," replied the woollen-draper. It is so difficult. ’ ‘What, a common soldier?’ ‘He was not a common soldier. If individuality means anything it means breaking bounds— adventure. He walked with bent head. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. You don’t know what you ask nor what you say. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making, and a scattering of woollen threads about it.
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