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But I have two hundred thousand pounds. More strange stories were told of it than of any other house in London. ‘My papa he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape. Everything goes—the copra for oil, the fibre of the husk for rope, and the shell for carbon. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street. "I hope you don't imagine anything has gone wrong, Sir.
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