"Can you not love him?" "Love him!" echoed the widow. "And there you're right, you may dipind, marm," observed Terence. They turned off at Glen Grove, a sleepy town of less than two hundred. Kneebone helped to the pigeon-pie; while Thames unwired and uncorked a bottle of stout Carnarvonshire ale. He shuddered. I don’t suppose a girl can tell if a man is in love with her or not in love with her. Oh! Jack, Jack, you've much to answer for!" "I have, indeed," replied Sheppard, in a tone of contrition.
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