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" CHAPTER XIV. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. " "Are they good?" "He can write; but he hasn't found anything real to write about. "Aha!" exclaimed Jack, with a roguish wink, "I've caught you,—have I?" The carpenter's daughter was fair and free— Fair, and fickle, and false, was she! She slighted the journeyman, (meaning me!) And smiled on a gallant of high degree. ‘Where was I? Oh yes. He could not promise that she would ever appear again in that house. She shivered, more due to his presence than the changing weather. He remembered also, all at once, the very first words he had heard her speak: “I was not born to this. “Yes, aren’t they?” said Ann Veronica, after a thoughtful pause.
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