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So long as they're about, I'll always be rewriting them and wasting my time. You have neither reason nor logic. ‘You will have to prove it, you know,’ Gerald said quietly. "Sit down, fool!" "Jack," said Kneebone, who had been considerably interested by the foregoing scene, "are these regrets for your past life sincere?" "Suppose them so," rejoined Jack, "what then?" "Nothing—nothing," stammered Kneebone, his prudence getting the better of his sympathy. All her life Martha had been there. Brendon’s had an awful stroke of luck. Fortunately, I've secured the proof of my birth. . “You are mine, Annabel, and nothing shall ever make me give you up. “I’m five years older than you, and no end wiser, being a man.
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