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see, so I just trudged up the drive after Moss, and said nothing whatever to anybody. Bless us all--how the chap did walk. There he was .
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been married?" "Never." "Well," said Sprague, "there is nothing so wonderful in that. I am no longer a boy, and I have never married." " .
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women. And it isn't as though this Miss Castlemaine had fears of being placed on the shelf." "You are very cool about it, old man." "Qu .
before, but Ned Gale did not answer. Could he have deserted us? Such a thing seemed impossible, yet we began almost to despair. "Could a .