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"Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it; "but the Marquis de Chatillon. And my wife won’t live with me for reasons that I think most women would consider sound. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. ” Anna rose to her feet. ” “And I may bring my luggage in and send that cabman away?” Anna asked. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. He has had brain fever since, and, as you say, I am more like what you were then than you yourself are now.
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