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"I yield to fate. "Oh! no—no—no," cried Winifred, "I cannot believe it. There’s no logic in these things. I have been sitting with him ever since. \" Lucy winced. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. . . " "I will go, if you will consent to meet me at midnight near the old house in Wych Street," replied Jack. He had invited himself to dine with her merely to watch her table manners. Perhaps she was. But then the features changed. “Then you—you will?” A long pause. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed.
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