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"I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. From the second descended Mr. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. You did not see me, I know. You notice that I have recently spent ten francs on a box of the best Russian cigarettes, and that there are roses upon my table. “Had he better have a nurse? I will be responsible for anything of that sort. For a nun at night it is less dangerous than for the jeune demoiselle. " "Mad as you are, you're the more sensible of the two, I must say," rejoined Jonathan.
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