first one outrageous idea into my head and then
another. My love for you is so thorough and so
intense that I cannot bring myself to look forward
to living without you, now that you have once owned
that you have loved me. I cannot think it
possible that love, such as I suppose yours must have
been, could be made to cease all at a moment.
Mine can’t. I don’t think it is
natural that we should be parted.
If you want corroboration of my
story go yourself to Mrs Hurtle.
Anything is better than that we
both should be broken-hearted.
Yours most affectionately,
CHAPTER LXXXV — BREAKFAST IN BERKELEY SQUARE
Lord Nidderdale was greatly disgusted with his own
part of the performance when...