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But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. The name of this damsel was Edgeworth Bess; and, as her fascinations will not, perhaps, be found to be without some influence upon the future fortunes of her boyish admirer, we have thought it worth while to be thus particular in describing them. ” “Sooner or later. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. I applaud your prudence: it is, however, needless. "Enough!" rejoined Wild; "he shall not return. She tipped his mouth towards her own and kissed him. "I'm your dupe no longer. Too late. Are you going to have any apple-tart, Stanley? The apple-tart’s been very good lately—very good!” Part 7 At the end of dinner that evening Ann Veronica began: “Father!” Her father looked at her over his glasses and spoke with grave deliberation; “If there is anything you want to say to me,” he said, “you must say it in the study.
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