... And now I'm in flight—pursued by furies of my own invoking—threatened with love in its most hideous form— matrimony! Any woman I now look upon may be my intended bride for all I know," he continued, turning into the semiprivate driveway, bordered heavily by lilacs; "and the curious thing about it is that I really don't care; in fact, ... — The Green Mouse • Robert W. Chambers
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