Eugene Pickering

This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.

Tell me everything, by all means, I answered, smiling. I desire nothing better than to lie here in the shade and hear everything. He frowned a little, as if he thought my sympathy a trifle meager. I shook him by the hand and laughed. The pearl of wisdom, I cried, is love; honest love in the most convenient concentration of experience! I advise you to fall in love. He gave me no smile in response, but drew from his pocket the letter of which I have spoken, held it up, and shook it solemnly. What is it? I asked. It is my sentence!
Not of death, I hope!
Of marriage.
With whom?
With a person I don’t love. This was serious. I stopped smiling, and begged him to explain.