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—Though if my name should become as famous as theirs, it wouldn't much matter. “Your mother was a Gypsy. Then, if you weren’t looking, he’d get five feet closer. He recognized me at once, and he behaved like a madman. “But—your people!” she gasped. Hastening in the direction of the sound, he discovered Thames Darrell, stretched upon the ground. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against. “Nevertheless,” Hill said doggedly, “I am here to speak to you alone. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. He was her only brother, and she his favourite sister. "Married!—no—no," replied the woollen-draper.
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