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He took up his hat and went. But this I cannot do. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’ He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. Had to. Already she had sent him twenty pounds, and never written to explain to him why it was she had not sent it back sharply directly he returned it. The Reverend Henry Dolby performed the cermony, and his wife and daughter were witnesses. With your permission, I will go on in my own way.
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