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Stonily he had disengaged himself. "Weep on, reprobate," cried the carpenter, a little softened. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. "If any one's to blame, it's me. He felt no pain from this cowardly kick. “And me. Anna lets the deception continue and has to bear the burden of her sister’s reputation which, in Paris at any rate, is that of being a coquette. “So she must have had you fairly young, right?” Lucy nodded again.
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