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“I was born there. I wouldn't allow you to be honest even if you could be so,—which I doubt. " "I can't! I can't—not now!" "Bat!—can't you see that she's the kind who would understand and forgive? She loves you. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. This lady is my wife, and I have a right to be here. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. Wood, however, was too much excited to attend to the caution.
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