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For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. “Yes, John. The kissing of the book struck her as particularly odd, and then the policemen gave their evidence in staccato jerks and stereotyped phrases. And you think I would marry you?’ ‘Why not? I am unworthy, eh? Because I am a servant. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may even now have got scent of me.
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