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For days I have been undecided as to whether I would come to you or no. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted. Here and there, a rectangular patch, darker than the rest, showed that some had been removed. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy. He looked at her with a certain curiosity. I didn't think. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured.
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