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I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. ‘I do not mind to pray, no. The occasion is worth a dash of the grape, lad. ” 281 282 About the Author Kimberly Steele grew up in a suburb of Chicago, Illinois and currently resides in Naperville, Illinois. . Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster. ’ ‘Is it, now? Well you won’t, then, for he won’t hear nothing, missie. Ramage came for her at her lodgings, and she met him graciously and kindly as a queen who knows she must needs give sorrow to a faithful liege. It’s all nonsense. ” “I am highly flattered,” she remarked, with subtle irony. "By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot.
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