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. Wild will hang me. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. ’ He grinned. ’ ‘Of what use to be ladylike when I cannot be a lady?’ ‘None of that. To divide the agony into two spheres so that one would mitigate the other. " "Decidedly so," replied Edgeworth Bess; "and I'll take this opportunity, while Jack's back is turned,—for he's grown so strangely particular,—of easing him of his snuff-box. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag.
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