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He had set out to win her, and she had let him start. Drink the toast, Jack. . She cried out with the pain of it. " "Poh! poh!" rejoined Ireton; "it was mere idle boasting. . " "I am one-and-twenty," observed Jack. Your mind is still subtly sick. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. Then he put the paper by. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness.
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