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One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. ’ ‘Oh, do they?’ Gerald said, sudden wrath kindling. “There is my aunt,” she said. The reply he received this time put him into a state of continuous bewilderment. I'll keep a look out that nothing happens. Explain to Sir John our feelings. Mr. Ennison,” she said. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself.
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