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Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. " "I don't mind the throuble," hesitated Terence, who was really a good-hearted fellow at the bottom; "and I'd like to sarve you if I could, for you look like a gentleman's son, and that goes a great way wi' me. ’ Then she jammed her hat on her head all anyhow and ran from the room. ” She wondered what to. "The Beachcombers. ‘To go to these Charvill, it was not in my plot. She could accord her father with one grace: he was not in any manner a hypocrite. " "Ay, ay," observed Jonathan, "you'll give the keepers of his Majesty's jails some trouble before you're many years older, I'll warrant you. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. Men had tried that before, but never until now had they been quick enough. With something near to horror they found themselves thus confronted. I think it inadvisable—I don’t want an intimacy to spring up between you and a man of that type. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. There was a little pain, but it wasn’t anything.
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