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The Salesman.— Miss Golding— Maud — Ever since your fathei forbade me the house I have been longing to throw myself at your feet ; and now— in this prosaic place — I offer you my heart, my life, my all.

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Observer, Volume XI, Issue 753, 3 June 1893, Page 4

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The Salesman.—Miss Golding—Maud—Ever since your fathei forbade me the house I have been longing to throw myself at your feet; and now—in this prosaic place —I offer you my heart, my life, my all. Observer, Volume XI, Issue 753, 3 June 1893, Page 4

The Salesman.—Miss Golding—Maud—Ever since your fathei forbade me the house I have been longing to throw myself at your feet; and now—in this prosaic place —I offer you my heart, my life, my all. Observer, Volume XI, Issue 753, 3 June 1893, Page 4