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I should have gotten out of here months ago!” She opened the passenger side and reclined in the bucket seat. He knew very well that his muscles were flabby, and his nerve by no means what it should be. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. It doesn’t matter. ’ The lady uttered a scornful sound. "We must keep still. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. Don't lay it all to the boy. Do you know of what I speak?” “I do, I do!” She said. ‘Thought you were going to break in here,’ he said, in an impatient whisper. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike.
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