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” Her father interrupted. “Tell me,” he said; “speak to me. ‘But if you must fight so furiously, I don’t see how I can promise not to do it again. ‘Laisse-moi. To-morrow at twelve I'll be with you, Mr. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. . I had that coming. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. She may address me as “Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. Wood.
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