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“I suppose all life is an affair of chances. She felt sickeningly empty. I guess we could go for a ride. This is simply a chapter of coincidences. ” “It isn’t necessary,” they both declared breathlessly. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. You've saved my life. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. They were properly brought up, and sat still and straight, and took the luck fate brought them as gentlewomen should. Relief flooded her. “I’m covered.
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