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“So you’d best open your coffers. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think that I know you, do I?” “I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be encouraging. ‘It does not seem to me that you can be an emissary for that pig. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. So she brought upon the stage the Reverend Henry Dolby, a preacher of means, worldly-wise and kindly, cheery and rotund, who, with his wife and daughter, had arrived at the Victoria that morning. He must be a sly fox to get out of the Mint without my knowledge.
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