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Yes.

Not a later?

No.

Then come

The thing's impossible—turn home!

[Looking fixedly at him.]

Listen! Would you give twenty pound If she might have a blest release?

Yes, parson!

Forty?

House and ground I'd very gladly sign away If so she might expire in peace!

But would you also give your life?

What? life? My good friend!

Well?