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. It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. The name of this damsel was Edgeworth Bess; and, as her fascinations will not, perhaps, be found to be without some influence upon the future fortunes of her boyish admirer, we have thought it worth while to be thus particular in describing them. And from that point they went on to a thoroughly embittering wrangle. Spurlock felt very well pleased with himself. I have been stupid and foolish. She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. You ignore me! That’s not a good way to treat your only friend. The cloth nearly touches the floor.
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