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He had set out to win her, and she had let him start. " Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of his aunt in the doorway. "Give me your thorough-paced villain. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. Like stealing. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat. I did it in self-defence. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me.
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