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“No,” she said, under her breath, “you can’t face it. Tell her, that more than once, when about to commit some desperate offence, I have been restrained by her gentle image. "You'd better surrender quietly, Jack," he cried; "you've no chance. Don't shake so. It isn't for their sakes, it's for your own. She was practicing with them on that very day, and displaced a rather mediocre boy violinist who claimed “to be better at the viola anyway” as first chair.
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