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"My demeanour ought to convince you that I came with no hostile intention. He donned his winter coat. "Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom. "You were saying—?" "I started to say something; that is all. I've opened the case of books. He displayed none of the airy optimism of their previous talk over the downland gate. The door opened. And the hunter home from the hill. "Attend to me, Mrs. ” She went on, with a desperate attempt to be easy and colloquial: “You see, we were rather good friends, I thought, and now perhaps it will be difficult for us to get back to the old friendly footing. .
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