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“We were bound to do this when you kissed me,” she sobbed through her tears. “Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. Gianfrancesco ran from the room, tearing at his hair. A hansom stopped a little way off. “Tell him that he is mad. They say it hasn't been opened for eight years—but I won't be eight years in getting out of it. "I'll tote the odiousness outside. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench.
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