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“My word holds,” she said. " Mr. " "I can't exactly say, Sir Rowland. "I must see him to-night. I shall lose my fees and the laced coat. He was so depressed and disheartened that he did not then believe he would ever write again. She shattered the edifice he was building up of himself as a devoted lover, waiting only his chance to win her from a hopeless and consuming passion. At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from below, that the robbers were flying through the garden. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. The one through which she had come and Gosse had entered behind her.
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