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I told you no good would come of it. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. Stanley, to which the two ladies subordinated themselves intelligently. Little more’n a week. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her.
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