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"Open my heart, Father of Mercy!" she murmured, in a humble tone, and with downcast looks, "and make me sensible of the error of my ways. Winter came: rainy, damp, and savage. "Souls," she answered, drily. Well-born, welleducated; those are the lads that pay in full. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. I trust that no unpleasant rumours will be circulated before the election, at any rate. When he found himself thinking about it, it upset him so that he at once resorted to distraction.
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