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Mr. You must live for me. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening,
her jaw dropping open. She had lost her nerve, and
there was no more freedom in London for her that night. I
speak no harm of her. He followed. It comes to this—am I to be trusted to take care of myself, or am I not?”
“To judge from this proposal of yours, I should say not. There all the loose characters thronged, assignations were openly
made, and the spectators diverted themselves with the vagaries of its miserable
inhabitants. Her father had smiles ready for her, he seemed to be
truly happy with her for the first time since her infancy.
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