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carpenter's daughter is no fit match for a peer of France. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness,
Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose;
But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather,
She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes. No, I
don't, either; because——"
"Well, Winny?"
"I don't know what I was going to say," she added, in some confusion; "only I'm
sorry you were born a gentleman. What better way to be rid of him?
‘Jacques,’ she uttered urgently. There, that sounds frightfully involved, doesn’t it, but
perhaps you can make out what I mean. “You are not content then with stealing
from me my name. But I will never—never return. If you want me, you know where to find me. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than
anything he had ever seen.
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