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He loved her passionately, even to madness, and must win her. But he never would have sought to win her at the price of her reason, had he foreseen the blow his stratagem must deal her. He must turn robber to rescue himself from a life-term of imprisonment as a debtor, and he could not steal his friend's ship without stealing his daughter too, because he knew that his act of piracy would as effectually end all chance of his possessing her as a wife as though she lay as dead as Juliet in her tomb. "She didn't look as if she remembered me, your honour, and she said nothing about it." He walked to a bed of flowers at which an under-gardener was at work, and said to the man: "Have you good eyes?".
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