I suppose this is what she learns in her infernal London colleges. And now, my angel, that I am acquainted with your sentiments on this subject, I shall readily fulfil a promise which I made to your lamented parent, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. Before you have lived—” He became darkly prophetic. Wild is incapable of such baseness.
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