Sandra Belloni — Volume 2 by George Meredith
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page 70 of 102 (68%)
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"I never saw you look so handsome," he said. "You've got back your old trick of blushing, too! Why do you tremble? By the way, you seem to have been learning a great deal about that business, lately?" "What business?" "Love." A river of blood overflowed her fair cheeks. "How long has this been?" his voice came to her. There was no escape. She was at his knees, and must look up, or confess guilt. "This?" "Come, my dearest girl!" Wilfrid soothed her. "I can help you, and will, if you'll take advice. I've always known your heart was generous and tender, under that ice you wear so well. How long has this been going on?" "Wilfrid!" "You want plain speech?" She wanted that still less. "We'll call it 'this,'" he said. "I have heard of it, guessed it, and |
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