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“My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. ” For a moment Mr. ’ With an air of real interest, he asked, ‘I suppose you did not dig a tunnel or fly in by balloon?’ The lady gazed at him blankly. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. “I don’t know. He asked her whether she understood what she was saying, and went on to say still more precisely that she should never touch a penny of his money until she came home again—not one penny. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. Glancing towards him she saw that a shadow had fallen upon his face.
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