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“Yes, I have heard of him, and I know him by sight,” he admitted. By following her he had discovered her secret nook in the rocks. Here one might live the life of golden days. By degrees, his fears vanished, and hearing nothing, he grew calmer. " "So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother. Coarse as were the ruffian's notions of feminine beauty, he could not be insensible to the surpassing loveliness of the fair creature, who had thus solicited his attention. I need scarcely ask whether you've executed your appointed task, my dear? You're never behindhand. ’ ‘Nonsense. Here she would find candy awaiting her, bits of ribbon, books.
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