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So I am already no longer the girl you knew at Morningside Park. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. "If I had my old tools with me, we'd soon master this obstacle," he muttered. I shan't drive a hard bargain. What had happened to it? She had broken it, certainly. She had begun to care about her appearance again, looking into the glass he gave her, a thing nearly priceless that was bordered in intricate golden filigree and rubies. "Let us sit here," she said, indicating the white sand bordering the lagoon; "and in a minute or two you will see something quite wonderful.
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