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. "I've lost my wager. He was an imaginative young man. "Because—because I'm always distrustful of a priest," rejoined Jonathan. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. There was a coffee equipage on the table, and some sandwiches, and the fire had been recently made up. No man knew whence she had come nor why. He can't play cards, either, when he's sober. Perhaps you'll next inform us why you have occasioned this disturbance.
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