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“Yes,” he answered, “I’m strong enough to fight him. Shall rather enjoy doing it. And it’s time that somebody did. Whether I’m strong enough to win has got to be seen.” He took a note-book from under his pillow and commenced to scribble.!
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“Because to this end was I born, and for this cause came I into the world, that I should bear witness unto the truth,” he answered. He wrote her two days later from Ayr, giving her the name of his regiment, and again some six months later from Flanders. But there would have been no sense in her replying to that last.
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