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I've a few necessary directions to leave with my
people, to put 'em on their guard against the chance of a surprise. I’ve never met any one like you. And yet, on the very
site of the sordid tenements and squalid courts we have mentioned, where the
felon openly made his dwelling, and the fraudulent debtor laughed the object of
his knavery to scorn—on this spot, not two centuries ago, stood the princely
residence of Charles Brandon, the chivalrous Duke of Suffolk, whose stout heart
was a well of honour, and whose memory breathes of loyalty and valour. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the
man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world
for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she
stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the
souls of women against the fate of their conditions. Just because she was sorry for that young fool! "Uh-huh," he repeated, rising and
bowing as he passed Ruth's table.
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