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Sensitive, intelligent and fun, I want you as a friend, to spend many an hour in your presence. It flatters me naturally that, despite my nonchalance, you put me on a footing with someone you'd really like to marry. To carry you off from beneath the nose of another brother, deeply smitten by your charms, might rate as a straight foul by the Old School's rules; and it's foolish to flout them for the sake of a little lust. Just to dally in your arms for a fleeting measure of pleasure might constitute a dark mark in the mind's unkind memory. I prefer to create a greater foundation of respect for future encounters.      To woo you now would count as a deceit,      pretending to a love that's incomplete.