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Somehow to-night—I don’t know. A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. You may have to carry them further and longer than you think. "I'll soon settle this business. The lady's name's engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. Never had her father explained.
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