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"Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. ’ His brows rose. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. He was silent. I have calculated my chances, you perceive.
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