There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. Oh, I’ve loved love, dear! I’ve loved love and you, and the glory of you; and the great time is over, and I have to go carefully and bear children, and—take care of my hair—and when I am done with that I shall be an old woman. Old pupil. I won't have a beachcomber on the island. But, rather than be the cause of any further misunderstanding between you and my benefactor, I will leave London and its neighbourhood for ever. ’ Gerald laughed. I don’t want to stop your singing. His skill has not been tried.
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