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It was just a chance that we in particular hit against each other—nothing predestined about it. “The conventions do not matter one little bit. Does that boy live in some sort of personal cave? Like, I think he might even be thinking about asking you out again! That is what I think. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. He was placed in a coach, handcuffed, and heavily fettered, and guarded by a vast posse of officers to Temple Bar, where a fresh relay of constables escorted him to Westminster.
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