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"Thank Heaven! I'm not basely born. I don’t wish to marry you at all. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal. "Good-bye, young man; and good luck. He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. ‘Quite wrong, monsieur. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. ” “Is it necessary,” he said, “for me to tell you——” “Stop, please,” she said firmly.
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