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"Ay, ay," rejoined Sheppard; "he may do what he pleases,—hang me, if he thinks proper,—if you wish it. You're in a more serious scrape than you imagine. My, um, my curfew. Help! help!" But her cries were unheeded. She had been fighting down this thought for days: that Hoddy did not care, that he did not love her, that he had mistaken a vagary of the mind for a substance, and now regretted what he had done— married a girl who was not his equal in anything. In the next place, she really had some pretensions to beauty. “Please hurry.
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