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I came to say I'm leaving Sanditon today. I shall try to bear your absence with equanimity. (laughs) May I be permitted to write to you? If you wish to waste your time. Then I shall. Babington, why do you persist when you are treated with so little civility? Perhaps it's the fascination of what's difficult. All I know is, the more I see you, and the more nonchalantly you reject my advances, (gentle upbeat music) the more intense my desire for you grows. Well-spoken. But to no avail.
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