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“My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. "Why didn't you come out when I called you, you young dog?" cried Quilt in a savage tone. Yet you catch her eye—you can’t seem to escape from it. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. ‘Only perhaps I can more readily do so if you will put down that pistol. " "You talk boldly," replied Wild. co. He found, however, that now the time had come he utterly lacked the courage to attempt any such speech. ‘And me?’ ‘Oh, you’re mad because you wish to blow off my head. Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them.
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