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Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and drinking my liquor into the bargain. Were the parents agreeable? Were they of age? Had the license been procured? But here, in a far country, only the velvet manacles of wedlock were necessary. And yet the secondary emotion was one of suspicion. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. They had their little dreams about her.
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