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Gosse were you born, and Gosse will you remain to your death. “I think that I will leave this letter for him,” she said. Now then. Gerald, whose French was adequate from his military service abroad, was able to respond suitably to such remarks as the ladies addressed to him, but was less exercised by their fashionable dress than their decidedly careworn appearance. " "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out.
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