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” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. This formality irked her: she wanted to play a little, romp. He met her eyes with his fiery black gaze. " "Never!" replied the woollen-draper; "and if that treacherous rascal, by your side, doesn't make himself scarce quickly, I'll send a bullet through his brain. “I love you, Anna, and I want you for my wife. ’ ‘Oh yes, yes. Now do you see?’ Melusine frowned. " "He couldn't help it, Ruth.
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