E. They began the evening like usual, driving down highways and byways. ‘You can’t prove nothing. ’ ‘Yes,’ she agreed, but her manner was a degree less warm. Do you think that I am utterly selfish?” She raised her eyebrows. His tone was rough, almost threatening. The evenings were dulcet and soft. In spite of the tumultuous joy which agitated him, the bridegroom could not prevent the intrusion of some saddening thoughts, as he reflected upon the melancholy scene which he had so recently witnessed in the same place. . “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally.
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