“We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. The shouts, yells, and groans which they uttered, and which were echoed by the concourse in the rear, were perfectly frightful. Yet you can look Cheveney in the face and declare that you do not know him. “Because you used to be my friend, Lucy, and now I don’t get to see you anymore unless I can get into your house.
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