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"Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. “Great Scott!” he exclaimed huskily. Doctor Ralph looked kind and large, and listened to Alice’s responses as though he was listening to symptoms and thought that on the whole she was progressing favorably. ‘The credentials, milor’,’ he ventured. It had thrust her back with an undignified scuffle, with vulgar comedy, with an unendurable, scornful grin. If you know her for the vicious, scheming wretch that she is, why in God’s name—?’ ‘She’s not a vicious, scheming wretch,’ Gerald said calmly. She hated the manor. “I don’t think I CAN do that,” she said. Perhaps the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. Her mind turned and accused itself of having been cold and hard. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. . Their expression was so amiable, that it would have redeemed a countenance a thousand times plainer than hers.
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