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That night, she hunted the alleyways of the old town. "I alone am to blame. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. Giles's round-house," answered Terence; "but tell Mr. Why don’t you wait and see if you do truly love me, then I can believe you? Then I know I am worth waiting for. Earles watched her anxiously. "It seems like six long months to me. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. Then he threw the letter at me.
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