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“I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. And also she didn’t like them. God gives us an equal chance; but we make ourselves. But you belong to me—and I want you. You are without sense and not sympathique in the least. Norris, wringing her hands and wepping, the unfortunate lady was placed upon a couch. It has been very humiliating. She shivered, more due to his presence than the changing weather. I have seen you with Anna, and I have not known whether to be glad or sorry.
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