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Sir,
It is your fault I have loved Posthumus;
You bred him as my playfellow; and he is
A man worth any woman, over-buys me
Almost the sum he pays.
-CYMBELINE
The first tidings of Philip's illness arrived at Hollywell one morning at breakfast, and were thus announced by Charles-
'There! So he has been and gone and done it.'
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