‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. You have to marry me. Return, I implore of you, to your master,—to Mr. "She travelled alone; and she is the purest woman God ever permitted to inhabit the earth. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am.
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