I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter. The elastic spirits of youth resumed their sway; and, before the coach stopped, his tears had ceased to flow.
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