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Your boyfriend. Stonily he had disengaged himself. "You mean you were just sorry for him?" "As I would be for any human being in pain. "As yet," pursued the stranger, "Sir Montacute had placed no limit to his son's expenditure. He slid out of her. Clearing the few impediments in his way, he soon reached the condemned pew, where it had once been his fate to sit; and extending himself on the seat endeavoured to snatch a moment's repose. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts.
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