“Oh! that look of love!" continued he, between his teeth,
as he bolted himself into his own private room.
"And that cursed lie; which showed some terrible shame in the background,
to be kept from the light in which I thought she lived perpetually!
Oh, Margaret, Margaret! Mother, how you have tortured me!
Oh! Margaret, could you not have loved me?
I am but uncouth and hard,
but I would never have led you into any falsehood for me.”
~ Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
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