She was my first love. No; she'd never go back. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. Austin, may repeat it if he pleases to his master, Jonathan Wild,—I have not. Probably he has something to say and can't say it, or he writes well about nothing. “It was poison—why not?” she answered.
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