You have to marry me. He was manifestly exerting his mind for her, and she found herself fully disposed to justify his interest. You are a great deal more like what I was a few months ago than I am now. The first peg was torture. I do not even know his name. It’s not fair to you. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand.
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