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"Whose death? Isabella's or Mrs. Dallas'?" "And I answer for the last time that the truth is not mine to tell," replied David, coldly. "If you doubt me question Etwald." "Ask de great massa.".
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"What do you mean, John Moore, by daring, daring to think you can go and take Billy away from me?" I demanded, looking at him with what must have been such fear and madness in my face that he was startled as he came close to the table against which I leaned. His face had grown white and quiet at my attack, and he waited to answer for a long horrible minute that pulled me apart like one of those inquisition machines they used to torture women with when they didn't know any better modern way to do it. "Upon my word, David," said Jen, seeing that Maurice could hardly speak for rage, "you go too far. The girl loves Maurice and not you; and it would be much more honorable for you not to press your suit." "I know to what you allude," she said, after a pause. "Dido does manufacture the drug, but only for the cure of nervous headaches." "Elinor didn't wait for us," she began gayly, "and I'm not——".
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