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We were to live in some wretched London suburb. . Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. “I think,” she said, “that I will tell you everything. " "I offered Jack five guineas as his share," continued Ireton; "but he wouldn't take it himself, and gave it to the poor debtors and felons, who are now drinking it out in the cellar on the Common Side. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. A momentary petrifaction, and terror had lent wings to her feet. Diane spoke first.
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