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"A very doubtful charm." "Do you distrust me?" says Rodney,—this time really hurt, because his love for her is in reality deep and strong and thorough. "Go back again, miss," he says, with much excitement. "They've brought him home, an' he's bad to look at. I've seed him, an' it's given me a turn I won't forget in a hurry. Go home, I tell ye. 'Tis a sight not fit for the eyes of the likes of you.".
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