“You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. She cried out with the pain of it. She slipped it calmly into her pocket. We’ve brought a carriage to take you back to London, and I’ve settled with Trodger, who has just given me a coherent account of the affair. It's your eagerness that bothers me. ” She looked into her glass. "Hurrah!" shouted he, waving his hat triumphantly over his head. Monsieur Charvill, he is also my cousin. ‘Well said, my dear.
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