He was not sure that the boy had put himself beyond the pale; merely, the boy's actions pointed that way. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. He donned his winter coat. You mustn't go dressing up Tom, Dick, and Harry in Henry Esmond's ruffles. The preparations to meet him were immense, roses were planted everywhere, white and drooping with honeyed fragrance. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales.
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