For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
Heartss Quizzical, Quotidian Entanglements No; Eileen she who had always seemed so cold! was not pleased. Not at all! Neither the far-off clamour of the playing fields nor the midst of her uncles grotesque curios impressed her, and it was all because he wasnt there. Intellectually, she realized that Emily, the burning, green and pleasant masterful tutor who had transformed her from a mere girl into a real woman, had a full life in which he was the hapless captive of mind-devouring space aliens, and he could not be expected to hold any consideration for the pleasure of one undeniable girl. Intellectually, she knew this. And yet
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