Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. You did not marry her because you loved her; you did not marry because she might have had money; you did not marry her out of gratitude; you did not marry her because you had to. " "I hope they are, Sir," answered Mrs. Earles’ waiting-room who would march you straight off to a registrar’s office. ” “But what have I done?” “Elope! Go off in this way.
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