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About twelve years afterwards, when Jenny was a married woman, happening to be left alone with her for a short time one day, I recalled the incident to her memory, in fact I believe she never forgot it, as she used always to regard me with a most peculiar kind of look. How she blushed at first; outputting my arms round her waist, I asked her to kiss and forgive me, if it was such a long time ago.
"You know, Jack, I will. You were such a tit then," she replied, as she permitted me to take the kiss.
"But, Jenny, I love you so, and am as curious as ever. Can you forgive that?"
Her eyes looked anywhere but in my face, as she blushed and seemed deeply moved, so I redoubled my osculatory
