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“It is about your sister, Lady Ferringhall. I know something about men. She had paid her bill, and she had enough left in her purse to pay many such. It's precisely what such a simpleton would do. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. If it was not an actual personal lover, it still might be the lover not yet incarnate, not yet perhaps suspected. Men do services for the love of women, and the woman who takes must pay. Maggot, who promptly interposed her cudgel. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. One might suppose him turning up; he knew a lot of clever people, and some of them might belong to the class.
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