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"Release your prisoner," continued Wood, "or the window is opened. ” “Heavens!” the lady exclaimed. She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment. But what a monster was this Emile. I don’t want to hear you. They talked for the better part of an hour, and at last walked together to the junction of highroad and the bridle-path. It would surely be only common politeness to drop her a hint—a fellow countrywoman too.
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