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I am shockingly poor. My foster mother, Sheila, insists that I go to St. " "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt. "Adorable girl!" he cried, in the most impassioned tone, and with the most impassioned look he could command.
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