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‘I was not born to this. Couldn’t make head nor tail of that note of yours. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. You'll never be guided by me—never!" "Indeed, my love, you're entirely mistaken," returned the carpenter, endeavouring to deprecate his wife's rising resentment by the softest looks, and the meekest deportment. This path, bordered on each side by high privet hedges of the most beautiful green, soon brought them to a stile. "You don't recollect me, I presume?" premised the stranger, taking a seat.
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