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plain and coarse, bore the strongest impress of genius, and who had a dark gray,
penetrating eye, so quick in its glances that it seemed to survey twenty objects at
once, and yet only to fasten upon one, bore the honoured name of William
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had placed him,—"to the point. You cannot
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vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her
imagination. "In the
mean time, with your permission, I'll just make a few minutes of our
conversation.
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