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I want my freedom. He opened the drawer of the writing table. A great bowl of scarlet carnations gleamed from a dark corner, set against the background of a deep brown wall. “Why—it’s—it’s you!” Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech. "In the first place, she had no knowledge of her birth; and, consequently, no false pride to get rid of. Listen, it is I.
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