But I don’t suppose you can understand. He grasped Lucilla’s elbow. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. It was the girl. “He produced what he called a marriage certificate, and I believe that nearly every one in the boarding-house, including Mrs. Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully.
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