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“I was sick of the make-believe. "We must keep still. For fifteen years!—so long as I can remember! All I wanted was a little love, a caress now and then. ’ She saw suspicion darken his gaze. On the groundfloor the shutters were closed, or, to speak more correctly, altogether nailed up, and presented a very singular appearance, being patched all over with the soles of old shoes, rusty hobnails, and bits of iron hoops, the ingenious device of the former occupant of the apartment, Paul Groves, the cobbler, to whom we have before alluded. We have a very nice set of young people here too just at present, and you would soon make some friends.
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