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The female’s words caught at his attention, and he no longer heard what the young Poussaint girl was saying to him. Stanley. Moored to the steps, several wherries were dancing in the rushing current, as if impatient of restraint. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua.
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