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” “Of course you’re converted?” she said. Ain't he, Madam?'" "He is, indeed," replied the widow, fervently; "more—much more than that. " "Well, Sir, his name?" "Jonathan Wild. The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica, while she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon the bureau counter, had a disagreeable sense of being surveyed from behind by a small, whiskered gentleman in a frock-coat, who came out of the inner office and into the hall among a number of equally observant green porters to look at her and her bags. “You doubted me?” She joked. “It makes me feel,” he said, “that nothing is impossible—to have you here beside me. Sir John gave his order, deliberately stumbling now and then over a word, and anglicizing others.
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