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I’ll wait my whole life!” He cried. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds. Answering him was agonizing. That, I think, is manifest. Say, that girl fooled me at first glance. You’ve got to take what you can get. It’s a tremendous blow, of course—but it doesn’t kill me. "Who is it?" "He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman.
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