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But from the rest—you saved me. " "No fear of that," rejoined Rowland: "such vermin never dare to show themselves in this privileged district. ” She covered her face with her hands. “You were born for great things,” he said huskily. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. For just as though a vague likeness is sometimes borne swiftly in upon one, so a vague dissimilarity between the face on the poster and the heroine of his thoughts had slowly crept into his consciousness.
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