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“Then you need to find someone else. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. Life! Life and love! It makes me want to be always young, always strong, always devoting my life—and dying splendidly. " "What shall I do?" cried Mrs. ’ Colour suffused the man’s face. ” Ahead of them walked a gentleman whom it was evident they must at their present pace very speedily overtake. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. ” “Please tell me why?” she asked.
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