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He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. "Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat. ‘Was this when Nicholas commended you to this Abbess?’ ‘But, yes. ‘I’ve had enough of this. You would steal from me then the only man I ever cared a snap of the fingers about.
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