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“Just think about what you are asking, John, please. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. Nothing is of any concern of ours except the discovery of the man’s identity. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. “What was that?” she asked sharply. One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. There’d only be endless rows if I was at home. White’s compliments. htm or 16215-h. "I will have it now," rejoined Trenchard, "or our agreement is void.
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