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A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. “I’ve been,” she said, “forbidden to come. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. "Come, come, Jack," said Thames, walking up to Sheppard, and taking his hand, "have done with this. I wonder,” he added, after a moment’s pause, “whether you ever realize how young you are. ‘Here we go again.
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