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Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. Raising the bowl in his right hand, Jack glanced towards the balcony, in which the group of ladies were seated, and begged to drink their healths; he then turned to Kneebone and the others, who extended their hands towards him, and raised it to his lips. I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. “It was poison—why not?” she answered.
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