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. " "Excuse me, Madam," replied the carpenter, turning his back upon her, and sinking into a chair: "Thames, my love, bring me my spectacles. Will you leave us for a few minutes?" "You are not going to be harsh?" "I wish to talk about the future. "Rowland, your violence is killing me," she returned, in a plaintive tone. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her mind to other questions. Kneebone, his impertinence was copied to the letter by Solomon.
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