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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

"The Duke's Children"

Well, if it must be, this once,--as
I have been so hard to you.' Then she gave him her cheek to kiss,
but of course he took much more than she gave.
When he got into the street it was dark, and there was sill
standing the faithful cab. But he felt that at the present moment
it would be impossible to sit still, and he dismissed the
equipage. He walked rapidly along Brook Street into Park Lane, and
from thence to the park, hardly knowing whither he went in the
enthusiasm of the moment. He walked back to the Marble Arch, and
thence round by the drive to the Guard House and the bridge over
the Serpentine, by the Knightsbridge Barracks to Hyde Park Corner.
Though he should give up everything and go and live in her own
country with her, he would marry her. His politics, his hunting,
this address to the Queen, his horses, his guns, his father's
wealth, and his own rank,--what were they all to Isabel Boncassen?
In meeting her he had net the one human being in all the world
who could really be anything to him either in friendship or in
love.


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