“Only you are the woman I love, and you are in trouble. Good words, without deeds, are rushes and reeds. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. I call myself a man of the world, a man of many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. “You would have been treated differently in the Old World, the one where I came from. Perhaps her odd beauty—and that too was natural—stirred these thoughts into being.
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