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No, Mary had no illusions about romance. Falling in love was a pretty name for it, that was all. Jem Merlyn was a man, and she was a woman, and whethe...more

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I wondered why it was that places are so much lovelier when one is alone. How commonplace and stupid it would be if I had a friend now, sitting beside...more

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He looked down at me without recognition, and I realized with a little stab of anxiety that he must have forgotten all about me, perhaps for some cons...more