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" "Mr. “Let me help you,” he begged. ” She slipped it on her finger, and added, in a voice she tried to make matter-of-fact: “It was given to me last week. “You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. By the old regulations, the free use of strong liquors not being interdicted, a tap-house was kept in the Lodge, and also in a cellar on the Common Side,—under the superintendence of Mrs. A farthing candle, stuck in a bottle neck, shed its feeble light upon the table, which, owing to the provident kindness of Mr. ‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle.

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