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A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. He had seldom been more perturbed. “Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said. How perfectly charming. I could not have spoken to her. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. "Don't you perceive, my dear Mrs.
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