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critical. "Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. ‘To me, quickly!’
There was a brief hush, and then the shouts resumed and several pairs of feet
clattered towards her from, as it seemed, several directions. "He says he don't understand flash," replied the lady in gentleman's attire. “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where
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it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but
mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long
white gown. I mean that it doesn’t interest you in
itself. "I rather fancy, as you Britishers say, that you know the nature of my visit?"
"I'm an American.
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