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“You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. Death belongs to God, young man. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. “Oh my God, what if she’s dead?” More giggling. Here he was almost stunned by the deafening clamour resounding on all sides. ” “An appetite like yours,” he said resignedly, “is fatal to all sentiment. “I do not blame him.
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