" "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. So I dare say I was christened Jack. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him look to himself. I stubbornly insisted that we wait, and you woke up. But always this new phase in life which civilization called convention threw up barrier after barrier. I loved her beyond anything in heaven or on earth—to idolatry. "Because she's a fire-opal, and to the world at large they bring bad luck. “I wonder why people in love are so defiant, so careless of other considerations?” “The very hares grow brave. You do not believe me.
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