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Laurence Jen was a retired major, a bachelor, and the proprietor of a small estate at Hurstleigh, in Surrey. On leaving the service, he decided--not unwisely--that it was better to be a Triton in the country than a minnow in town; and acting upon this theory he purchased "Ashantee" from a ruined squire. Formerly the place had been called Sarbylands, after its original owners; but Jen had changed the name, in honor of the one campaign in which he had participated. Without waiting to take him with me, or think, or do anything but feel deadly savage anger, I hurried across the garden and into Dr. Moore's surgery, where he was just taking off his gloves and dust-coat. "Upon my soul!" cried the sultana of the inflammable name. "You're a corker! Do you mean to say, Miss Pat, that this buccaneer is the lady from the rural districts you were spouting about?".
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Maurice, whose nerves were proof against such fantasies, laughed disbelievingly. "I can, however," said Jen, grimly. "Oh, it is just as I thought." "There will be no need for him to do that," replied David, coldly. "I shall never marry Isabella." "David!" ejaculated Maurice, in an astonished tone. "You wish Isabella to marry him?".
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