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The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. I want you to turn me. It had neither succumbed to her nor wrathfully overwhelmed her. Do you know, Lady Ferringhall, I am proud that your sister permits me to call myself her friend. He sat up in his chair as though the question had stung him. He renewed his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety, if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable.
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