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Why in heaven’s name didn’t I think of that before?’ ‘What are you talking of?’ ‘Never mind that now. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. ” “Young? I am twenty-four.
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