’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. “You’re not interested in politics?” he asked, almost with a note of protest. Lucy followed. An avid reader in many genres, I love to share books that have given me much pleasure. You’re mine. He kissed her cheek. He seemed to charge her with the ruin of their situation. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. " "Anything, my dear," replied Wood, "What is it?" "Bury us together in one grave in Willesden churchyard. "I'll be back in a minute. “I hope you realize,” he went on, in a lower and less assured tone, “that I am in earnest—very much in earnest.
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