I love you snookems!
The same conflict had gone on within me as before-the longing for an assurance of love from Bertha's lips
My brother was dead- he had been pitched from his horse, and killed on the spot by a concussion of the brain.
Since Alfred's dead I migh as well be nice to you.
I know my brother was your husband and all but I want to marry you.
YES OH YES I WILL!
I STILL CANT READ HER!
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