So I packed up and came to London next day. "Ay, what's the matter, boy!" reiterated Jackson sternly. “Mere sensuality. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. ‘Nevertheless, you will marry me,’ he snarled. I don’t suppose a girl can tell if a man is in love with her or not in love with her. He remained talking with her however. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. She was, she guessed, close to the library.
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