His name was Marvel, and his avocation, which was as repulsive as his looks, was that of public executioner. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. “Thank Heaven, they are bringing the hors d’oeuvres. “He must never know,” she would whisper to herself, “he must never know. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. I’ve got to have you, and by God I will.
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