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One of the coolies held the paper lantern. Spurling; "however I consent. I haven't much money; I don't know how much it is going to cost me to reach Hartford; so I fixed over a couple of my mother's dresses. One only. “Who wouldn’t be for you?” The train began to move. I'm no mollycoddle. I heard everywhere of his enormous riches and his generosity. A sob was strangled in her throat. But native! She must watch out. She put her head out of the window. “I’m not in the mood right this instant.
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