"Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. It was an easy one to smell early on, Sebastian had taught her: anything reproductive. In this state of knowledge you will be horribly, irrevocably, alone. She arrived about nine o’clock the next evening in a state of tremulous enthusiasm. Yet he’s been here for six years, and he’s as much a fixture as that sham mahogany sideboard. Before it is too late.
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