It was marvelous to discover that I did not love. I dare say, I seemed all tenderness before you: But the depth of the absurdity - of genuine idiocy, that I could love. I have avoided this.

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It was marvelous to discover that I did not love. I dare say, I seemed all tenderness before you: But the depth of the absurdity - of genuine idiocy, that I could love. I have avoided this.