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I am ready to wait for you, to wait your pleasure, to give all my life to winning it. He wouldn’t like it if people did it to him. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. This man’s name is Montague Hill. Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. You have been going out every morning, and coming home late—tired out—too tired to come down to dinner. Wood having laid hold of the canvass-bag.
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