“The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. ” She looked down at the flowers, still in shock, and gently laid them over her arm like a Miss America candidate practicing a crowning ceremony at a pajama party. “You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo husband. This information was received by Jonathan with a lowering brow. He was disquieted. “John,” she declared, “I must eat or die. "I didn't imagine for a moment that you'd accept it, but I thought it right to make you the offer.
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