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“It does not appear to me,” he said, stiffly, “to be an affair for jests. I met her when we were both very young, as young as you are. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. I have but to give a hint of that boy's existence in the proper quarter, and his life will not be worth a day's purchase. I believe—I believe that I must risk it. The Foundation makes no representations concerning the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United States. " "I'll never understand. "I don't understand you, gentlemen," stammered he, at length.
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