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I won't dig their graves with my nails. \" Lucy replied sardonically. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. So far the thing was acceptable enough. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. So I come round the other way and—Lordy, miss, I’m that sorry I made a mull of it. Only I’m so incensed with that crazy fool Gerald that—oh, well, never mind. I'll keep it for your sake.
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