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"Oh! no—no—no," cried Winifred, "I cannot believe it. “I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream. Sir John gave his order, deliberately stumbling now and then over a word, and anglicizing others. At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. " "I should like to satisfy myself on that score," rejoined Wild, drily. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks. " "All right. Ramage back his forty pounds.
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