I feel like a fraudulent trustee. Oh, I’ve loved love, dear! I’ve loved love and you, and the glory of you; and the great time is over, and I have to go carefully and bear children, and—take care of my hair—and when I am done with that I shall be an old woman. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and drinking my liquor into the bargain. He’ll do. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. “I too am asked. You shall not take me alive.
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