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For ten years I've been trying to go home, but my conscience will not permit me, I hate the Orient. If nothing else had clinched that, the purse had. If I don't, you shall clap me in the Condemned Hold in his stead. We tolerate you for your genius, that's a fact. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. Gerald, meanwhile, was off hunting up these lawyers, together with your son, ma’am—’ turning to Mrs Sindlesham ‘—and you know the outcome of that. I do—with all my heart. "Good-bye, Mac. It ceased to be the symbol of liberty and a remote and quite abstracted person, and became suddenly and very disagreeably the token of a large and portentous body visible and tangible.
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