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“I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. She tugged at my coat and said, ‘I know of the blue-eyed maid. Despair engulfed her at the horrid remembrance that the one particular Englishman she knew to be sympathique did not at all wish to marry her. —Jonathan Wild: August 31st, 1724.
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