“Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. Beethoven; he’s the best of them. "I cannot sign it," returned Trenchard. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery. ” “Shall we go now?” “I think I would like to listen to music. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off. There was no marriage, and I hated, oh, how I hated the man. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen.
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