” 209 Clotilde was no fool. “Anna!” she repeated. “The plain common-sense of the case,” he said, “is that we can’t possibly be lovers in the ordinary sense. The coffin was lowered into the grave, and the mourners departed. Mountains out of molehills and armies out of windmills; and you'll tire yourself in one direction and shatter yourself in the other. " "Not quite," rejoined the thief-taker, significantly. Gerald crossed back to the window.
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