It isn't your duty. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. Lord bless you marm! we sees plenty on 'em in our purfession. "I'm my own master now, and I'll do as I please. As absurd as that you take this interest in my affairs.
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