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Little more’n a week. She was my first love. “For your own sake, let me beg of you not to stay for a moment. "It was the story of a man, so to speak, who had left his vitals in his native land and wandered strange paths emptily. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. ” “Such independence,” he answered quickly, “is a vice. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. ” “But you thought you could forget him.
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