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" "Constance alive? Impossible!" ejaculated Trenchard. “I wonder which of us enjoys that most,” said Capes—“does he, or do we?” “He seems to get a zest—” “He does it and forgets it. Gerald lost his head. " "I feel it," replied Jack, in a tone of agony, "and I feel it more on my poor mother's account than my own. It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found. Would you like to borrow some of my clothes? I think we're about the same size. ’ ‘How shocking. It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections. ‘Very well, never mind.
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