“You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. It’s to do with adolescence. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. John, he was between me and the door. No other white people within twenty miles.
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