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"What is your name, man?" demanded Jen, commencing in the orthodox manner. "I'll learn what I can, at all events," retorted Jen; and in this unsatisfactory manner the conversation concluded. David retired to his room, and Jen went off to interview Isabella at The Wigwam. "Really!" said Etwald again, "Then I may marry her after all.".
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"Lots of time for it," said Patricia, yawning and flinging herself down on the wide couch. "The men aren't through in there for more than an hour yet." A chair was brought and another luncheon ordered, and soon they were chattering as gayly as though they had all known each other for ages. Elinor inquired for Mr. Lindley, who by chance had been Mr. Hilton's room-mate at college, and heard that he was in France on his belated honeymoon. "Nor I," said Isabella. "The major is a kind man, and he wants to see me happy. He is--" "But the wound at the back of the head which stunned him?".
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