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She reminded him of his linnet, when he gave the bird the freedom of the house: it became filled with a wild gaiety which bordered on madness. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do. Very good. This was the worst summer that I ever had in my life, Europe and all, and I can’t tell you how many times I drove by that Violin Camp hoping to catch a look at you, praying that there wasn’t some horny violin guy waiting to ask you out. Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow of the excellent Madeira before responding. “How will you live?” she appealed. She explained she was expecting an important interview, and asked that her visitor should be duly shown in. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness.
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