’ The lady uttered a scornful sound. You're an angel of goodness. I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you love. "Well, Sir?" cried the other, eagerly. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. ’ The lady shook her head, contriving at the same moment to utter a breathy little laugh. "Sounds as if I had heard it, but I can't place it this minute.
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