Chapter 1
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quot;Poor Lady Brandon! You are ; said lessly.
quot;My dear felloo found a salon, and only succeeded in opening a restaurant. tell me, ;
quot;Oely inseparable. Quite forget t once.quot;
quot;Laug at all a bad beginning for a friends is far t ending for one,quot; said ther daisy.
;You dont understand y is, for t matter. You like every one; t is to say, you are indifferent to every one.quot;
quot; of you!quot; cried Lord ilting back and looking up at ttle clouds t, like ravelled skeins of glossy ing across turquoise of t;Yes; of you. I make a great difference beters, and my enemies for tellects. A man cannot be too careful in t got one ual poly te me. Is t very vain of me? I t is rat;
quot;I s o your category I must be merely an acquaintance.quot;
quot;My dear old Basil, you are mucance.quot;
quot;And muc of brot;
quot;O care for brot die, and my younger broto do anyt;
quot;; exclaimed hallward, frowning.
quot;My dear fello quite serious. But I cant esting my relations. I suppose it comes from t t none of us can stand ots as ourselves. I quite sympat drunkenness, stupidity, and immorality sy, and t if any