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‘If you had met her, you’d understand. How long shall I be kept in this bed?" "That's particularly up to you. " "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. Her fingers were bursting through her gloves, as if to get at once into touch with Ann Veronica. Wood fancied he recognised. I have never loved you. "You can do so. " "Well, I've a job open; but I don't want you to get the wrong idea of it.
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