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I felt somehow I’d hurt you. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property (trademark/copyright) agreement. Winifred listened to his narration with the profoundest attention; and, when it concluded, her tearful eye and throbbing bosom told how deeply her feelings had been interested. "Well, well; I have given out of my wisdom. "How are you off there, Shoplatch?" inquired Kneebone. Wood, however, made known his presence to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder. ‘If you did not want me to talk of it,’ she told him with characteristic insouciance, ‘you should not have mentioned the matter to me. What are you to do with a mad mother at a time when you need all your wits to take care of yourself?" "Don't concern yourself further about me," returned Jack. ” “It is you,” he cried, “you, who are talking folly, when you speak of friendship between you and me. “And all the rest of it perhaps is a song.
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