"Let us be sensible!" And while he, rebellious at these exhortations, persisted in his advances, the voice of Marguerite again sounded above the noise of the rattling machinery of the automobile as it bounded over the pavement.
"Do you really believe that there will be no war?
Do you believe that we will be able to marry?
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Tell me again.

I want you to encourage me.