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Mischief bubbled up in her. She had dreaded the beginning of this hour. ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. Beauty doesn’t mean, never has meant, anything—anything at all but you. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. . " So saying, he closed the lantern. Captain Roding strode into the parlour. I sha’n’t care a rap if we can never marry.
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