| Annie Keary - 1859 - 294 էջ
...is weighing on my mind. You must forgive me for troubling you. I have been silent a long time, and there is no one else in the world, to whom I could, to whom I would, talk like this." " But your father, why is he to be brought in ? " said Ruth, putting... | |
| Alex Miller - 2001 - 424 էջ
...passion such as ours against which our reason is defenceless? Surely the truth makes outcasts of us? There is no one else in the world to whom I could write this and for whom it would make sense. We were together only for an hour and yet I feel certain... | |
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