Margarita's Soul -- The Romantic Recollections of a Man of Fifty - Ingraham Lovell
Do I wish he had? God knows. It was undoubtedly the turning-point in his life and he was forty. Had he gone on to the club where I was waiting for him; had we dined, played out our rubber, dropped in at the occasional chamber concert that was our usual and almost our only dissipation in those days, I should not now be ransacking old letters and diaries from which to make this book, nor would Margarita's picture-her loveliest, as Juliet-lean toward me from the wall.
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