She gurgled. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. ‘Don’t put me at the necessity of marrying the abominable little wretch. "By the way," said the doctor, as he sat down in the dining room of the Victoria and ordered tea, "I've been thinking it over. Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention. You can pay me when we return.
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