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You’re never going to believe this, by the way. I sha'n't cry any more. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. I've another reason for supposing he'll pay me a visit. “Not to-night,” she said. Mama will be expecting me. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. “That’s it,” she said.

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