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I think I am a bit i that line. I promise ye naught and I advise ye naught; but I bid ye keep your heart up, and be guided by circumstances. My namesake the physicians almanack could not speak more guardedly. In the meantime, I care naught about ye, Robert Moore; ye are nothing akin to me or mine, and whether ye lose or find a fortune it maks no difference to me. Go home, now; it has stricken ten. Miss Hortense will be wondering where ye are. |
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