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I’ve called half a dozen times at her flat, and she won’t see me. Places, I found, were daily given away, And yet no friendly gazette mentioned Gay. " "You terrify me," cried Mrs. Kneebone—she was too well acquainted; having, more than once, been obliged to repel his advances; and, though his impertinence would have given her little concern at another season, it now added considerably to her distraction. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. I dared not sing, I dared not laugh, except when you went away. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it. " "I can't! I can't—not now!" "Bat!—can't you see that she's the kind who would understand and forgive? She loves you. "By G—! she has missed her footing.
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