Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. He chuckled. "I'm glad to hear it, that's all," he added, taking out his snuff-box, his never-failing resource in such emergencies. She loved him. “Not much. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her.
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