“I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. “I should think YOU could do all sorts of things. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. The stairs creaked as Mark rushed down them. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest.
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