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of a true interest in the young man…
Oh, you are just an awful bore.
- I apologize. - No need.
on the sixth anniversary of Viola's death…
It is not a caprice, my dear.
Need…
One day, the locks would see their keys,
each party obtained what each had desired.
But there waited for her, at the end of this purgatory,
And she admitted her room was a dream,
Take me to bed.
It must.
To Viola.
I, Viola, take thee, Arthur, to be my lawfully wedded husband,
But now with nothing in the world but each other.
"mercy."
to the room she once shared with her husband,
Step, two, three.
and he read verses aloud, with very great taste.
and all manner of expense.
Just one, then.
and above us, locked away, are silks, jewels and linens.
They will be a great inheritance for our daughter.
No, I want to be in our bed.
"I go, and prepare a place for you."
that held her to the grounds,
And of the manor in Bly,