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“Why is it that girls so constantly do this,—so frequently ask men who have loved them to be present at their marriages with other men? There is no triumph in it. It is done in sheer kindness and affection. They intend to offer something which shall soften and not aggravate the sorrow that they have caused. "You can't marry me yourself," the lady seems to say. "But the next greatest blessing which I can offer you shall be yours,—you shall see me married to somebody else." I fully appreciate the intention, but in honest truth, I doubt the eligibility of the proffered entertainment. On the present occasion John Eames seemed to be of this opinion, for he did not at once accept the invitation.”

Quote by Anthony Trollope

Book:The Small House at Allington
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The Small House at Allington

This 19th-century novel delves into the lives of characters living in the small house at Allington, intertwining romantic relationships with the social dynamics of the time. more

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Anthony Trollope
Anthony Trollope

Anthony Trollope was an English novelist known for his detailed portrayals of Victorian British society. His works often centered around political and administrative themes, showcasing his profound insights into social structures and class divisions. more

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