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He could have easily forced it, but preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to him. The silence grew unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\" \"My surname? You mean my last name?\" \"Yes. "Aren't you afraid?" "Of what?"—serenely. There’s nothing a girl can do that isn’t sweated to the bone. “I have hurt my father,” she said; “I have hurt my aunt.
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