Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. Nab and Quilt to the door! Jack, you are my prisoner.
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