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When Dora hung her head and cried, and trembled, my eloquence increased so much the more. If she would like me to die for her, she had but to say the word, and I was ready. Life without Doras love was not a thing to have on any terms. I couldnt bear it, and I wouldnt. I had loved her every minute, day and night, since I first saw her. I loved her at that minute to distraction.