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"I have! How dare you say such a thing? Lady Meg knew that I was in love with Isabella." "If I haven't forgotten all about Miss Jinny!" she thought remorsefully. "How fearfully self-absorbed I'm getting to be. I'm a perfect pig!" "Oh!" said the major, in a satirical tone. "You found it? Where?".
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