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"I am certain of all save one," replied Arkel, in a dissatisfied tone, "and the worst of it is that Dido is the one." "I know it. But my story--the true story, mind you--differs even from David's. Will you hear it, major, or shall I leave your house before I suffer the disgrace of being kicked out?" That maddened me, and I would have done anything to make him think I was not the foolish thing he evidently had classified me as being..
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