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1 through 1. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. I’ve got no feminine class feeling. Challenge accepted. Jesus! They just wouldn’t let up about you after you played the violin for them. He singled out my poor husband from a crowd of other felons; and you know how right he was in that case, Sir. Sheppard. You would find things to laugh at even in Artemus Ward.
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