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” “I think,” Lady Lescelles said, putting down her teacup, “that I must send Nigel to plead his own cause. “Good-bye, John,” she said simply. But I am not indisposed to gratify you. The lady's name's engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. He was a just man, and he did not care to start any thunder which was not based upon fairness. "It's wretched enough, indeed, Sir," rejoined the widow; "but, poor as it is, it's better than the cold stones and open streets. And I've made up my mind that a husband ought to believe only half that he hears, and nothing that he sees. She is the image of what I was like, and she has a better voice. Her heels made contact with Rhea’s knees and hobbled her with a crack.
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