I’ve got no feminine class feeling. Sheppard. Dear me, what a difference it has made! No one would ever think that we were sisters. " "Be pacified, sweet soul," said Wood, looking meaningly at Thames; "you shall go, and I will accompany you. "Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. As they're so fond of each other's society they shan't part company even on that occasion, but shall swing from the same tree. This was good. “Dear me!” he said.
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