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Darrell's eyes were of that clear gray which it is difficult to distinguish from blue by day and black at night; and his rich brown hair, which he could not consent to part with, even on the promise of a new and modish peruke from his adoptive father, fell in thick glossy ringlets upon his shoulders; whereas Jack's close black crop imparted the peculiar bullet-shape we have noticed, to his head. ‘I told her you couldn’t have been flirting, but she wouldn’t believe me. She stared at him and thought the words, “My husband, my husband. We know London, and you are a stranger here. My thanks, by the by. He patted the hand on his sleeve. “Let’s go in here. She was quite assured that she would never see him again. " "Oh Heavens!" cried Jack, driven to his wits' end.

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