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"As yet," pursued the stranger, "Sir Montacute had placed no limit to his son's expenditure. “MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,— “To-morrow the six months will be up. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. Let me say it to you. Down we come!" he exclaimed, letting go the plank, which fell with a crash, and leaping after Sheppard, who had rolled off the frame. “Yes,” she said at last, “it is firm and affectionate. It got on my nerves—the women I saw. Lord bless you marm! we sees plenty on 'em in our purfession.
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