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She leaned back in her chair. “Close your eyes. ” “You’ll never pay me. She seemed to assume that it must certainly be something she had said. " "I am," replied Jack, without hesitation; for he felt assured from the man's manner that he might confide in him. The jolly part of it was that for the first time in her life so far as London was concerned, she was not going anywhere in particular; for the first time in her life it seemed to her she was taking London in. " "You will never become that, Ruth. You must think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. Here was a thundering blow. They are very good people, you know. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. "But if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be to him what I would have been.
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