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" "But you can imagine it. “I’m not that beautiful. His client’s story is safe with him. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. Assured, if he remained much longer where he was, he would inevitably perish, Wood recommended himself to the protection of Heaven, and began his perilous course. They are our food, Lucia, nothing more. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. As he balanced the photograph, a humorous twinkle came into his eyes. I hope—I am sure that he did not see me.
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