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There’s hardly a
night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. "That's a good story, lad. “I do hope I have been able to make you
understand how I feel, that you don’t consider me a hopeless prig. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging. Already she knew that she was
overstaying her welcome. “Pretend,” he said, “that all I have said hasn’t been said. I feel a mixture of beast and uncle. But you belong to me—and I want you. "
"We know it," cried several voices. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to
receive every day in the year. Why? Because she knew him
in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her
vision—Sidney Carton. I'll be quiet.
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