“Hold on. "Can you not love him?" "Love him!" echoed the widow. But here she met with a check. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. Hurrying in the direction of the supposed arrest, they encouraged each other with shouts, and threatened the offending parties with their vengeance. “Oh, you know,” she said. "You show more consideration to the feelings of a hempen widow, than there is any need to show. You appear to be amongst those strong enough in all ordinary matters, but who seem to think it quite natural and proper to give in at once and play the weakling directly—one cares. For nothing they kiss. Never mind.
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