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You’re a good friend. She was my first love. ”
He stopped abruptly. She silently willed him to
stop his pacing, to calm down. "
Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again
set forward. "
"I'm sorry. Evidently her foresight has saved me a funeral. Too busy. "
"Not quite," rejoined the thief-taker, significantly. I've always been more or less music-mad. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. ‘I am perfectly devoted to him, as well he
knows.
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