Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by the nameless glory of these lonely months. Then there was also the horse. But for a long time, anyhow, we lovers have to be as if we were no more than friends. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. You see, aunt, it’s the only possible way for me to get a good degree in my subjects, and father won’t hear of it. ’ ‘Probably not. Goodbye. "Leave go!" cried Jack, struggling violently, and raising his hand, "or I'll maul you for life.
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