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You MUST not, you SHALL not go. You shall hear from me to-morrow. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. "O lud! what an exquisite box!" cried Edgeworth Bess. "Because the prisoner's arrival might disturb you—ha! ha!" "I'll lay you twenty guineas you don't take him to-night," rejoined Austin. Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. “His dress for no man lays a snare; A man scores always, everywhere. " CHAPTER XXV.
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