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” She stared before her, trying to keep back a rush of tears. Her hair was held back in a filigreed barrette. Your father has forbidden you to go!’” “Well?” “She said, ‘I hate being horrid to you and father, but I feel it my duty to go to that ball!’” “Felt it her duty!” “‘Very well,’ I said, ‘then I wash my hands of the whole business. Cheveney walked away with a shrug of the shoulders. But d—n him! let's talk o' something more agreeable.
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