It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. He sat in much the same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not go to the Fadden Dance. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome. Yes, yes, you do not like the French, and so this English lady here, she is altogether your flesh.
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