‘You won’t get a thing out of her. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal. Then—then we shall be together. "I am twenty," said the girl. “Dear John,” she whispered. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. Yet here you are, and at precisely the right moment, too. Wood. ’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. “I can survive on my own.
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