“I love this warm end of summer more than words can tell,” he said. “Mr. I do—with all my heart. “And we will sail that splendor wide, From day to day together, From isle to isle of happiness Through year’s of God’s own weather. Spurlock grew cold. “Don’t you get it, Lucy? I’ve always thought he was an idiot. ’ ‘I do.
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