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"At length I am my own master," murmured the knight, as his foot touched the strand. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. ’ ‘Yes, a pretty theory, Lucy,’ Gerald said evenly, ‘but for one thing. " "You cannot help yourself, Sir Rowland," replied Jonathan, contemptuously. If I offered you half of my possessions, you'd doubtless wallop me on the jaw.
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