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“Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. I shan't let you off a farthing. "Oh! Jack! Jack!—you little know what a price I've paid for you!" "Well, I'm glad those women are gone," remarked Shotbolt. “Excellent fellow!” he answered a little irrelevantly. Her husband had caught her leaning over a precipice into the ruins of the oubliette, and had punished her by flogging her back with a switch. "There's another instance of your wilfulness and want of taste.
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