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‘And that Suzanne, the sister of my cousin the vicomte, must choose between Monsieur Charvill and her brother. You will have a bungalow to yourself," continued McClintock, "and your morning meal will be your own affair. Cursing himself for his inertness, Jack soon shook off this drowsiness, and set to work in earnest. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue.
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