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I walked London till the soles of my shoes were worn through, and my toes were blistered. . ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. ” She said wistfully. It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found. I fancy that Sir John does not approve of me.
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