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She thought of them as fools, but had been sorry to see them go. \"I'll meet you at your locker after school. Oh, you must believe me. “It is hard to express one’s self, but I do want to be honest with you. Tell me, Sir," she added, with forced calmness, and grasping Wood's arm; "what has Jack done? Tell me in a word, that I may know the worst. “I do not even know who you are. ‘You are really not helping matters, my friend. She brought Sebastian’s chloroformed rag up to his face with her right. "I'm sorry," she said. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess.
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