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Wood governs me?" "It's plain you can't govern yourself, at all events," replied Jack coolly; "but, be that as it may, I won't be struck for nothing. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. "You poor child!" said Prudence. Hoddy. She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life.
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