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Ruth wore a printed cotton kimono. Sheppard made an effort to speak, but her voice was choked by emotion. Presently he resumed: “I believe I must be in love. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. But, no. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. And then: “Of course! Always. He’s nice. "Dreamed!" echoed the knight, with a ghastly smile. He had not remembered her as looking so small. "You've been quizzing my friend Kent, I perceive, in your Burlington Gate.
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