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And by degrees, perhaps, that maiden distrust of yours that makes you shrink from my kisses, will vanish. Put on that new dress—the one that's all white. ch. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. Supper was spaghetti and Italian sausage that night. ‘Me also I do not recall them. They used to marry us off at seventeen, rush us into things before we had time to protest. I felt somehow I’d hurt you. "Good-b'ye!" And with a cordial shake of the hand he took his departure.
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