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She would never again be lonely. They did not spend most days together. ’ Gerald sat back in his chair, thinking hard. "Oh! nothin' partickler—mere curossity," replied Terence. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand. The rear of the party was brought up by a large, powerfully-built man, with a bluff, honest, but rugged countenance, slashed with many a cut and scar, and stamped with that surly, sturdy, bull-dog-like look, which an Englishman always delights to contemplate, because he conceives it to be characteristic of his countrymen.

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