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“TROUSERS!” she whispered. " "I'm sorry. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. This was David Courtlaw, whose ways, too, had never been very different from the ways of other men as regards her sex. "'T is he!" he mentally ejaculated. I will not be persecuted in this way by you. I am dreadfully sad. Horrible doubts assailed her. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do. Brendon told him the name of a distant restaurant and sprang in by her side.
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