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"My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. He said that his life was boring and stupid without her. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. When she got back to her questions again in the monotonous high-road that led up the hill, she found the image of Mr. That was an admission all right. ’ ‘Where then is your uniform?’ ‘I don’t wear it to balls. She was to be a Corsair’s Bride.
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