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"She was hidden under the bed, sir." "Ho, ho!" thought Maurice, as he turned away. "So David has gone to see Lady Meg and the countess. Now, if he is in love with Isabella, and Mrs. Dallas favors his suit, I wonder why he acts in that way?" "That black devil, Dido, sir," replied Jaggard, faintly..
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