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THE TRESPASSER
“Yes, but I was there six years, and the interest wears off everything.”
“Alas!” assented MacWhirter, smiling.
“Those times were very different from these,” said Beatrice.
“I should think so,” said MacWhirter, waxing grave and sympathetic.
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