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Now then. I do forgive him; but he will never know now. I'm thinking that the Wastrel was one day a celebrated professional; and the women were partly the cause of his fall. What are you to do with a mad mother at a time when you need all your wits to take care of yourself?" "Don't concern yourself further about me," returned Jack. "You have," rejoined Jonathan, laying a forcible grasp on his shoulder. It may be, it probably will all come to, nothing. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent. I am tired, and I want to be alone. John eased off.
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