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chapter-030		chapter-030			.txt	text/plain	5678	402	87	Everybody said it was high time for Mr. Moore to return home. One report affirmed that Moore dared not come to Yorkshire; he knew his life was not worth an hour's purchase if he did. "I'll tell him that," said Mr. Yorke, when his foreman mentioned the rumour; "and if that does not bring him home full gallop, nothing will." Mr. Yorke, moderately exhilarated with his moderate libations, and not displeased to see young Moore again in Yorkshire, and to have him for his comrade during the long ride home, took the discourse much to himself. "Hiram Yorke, I certainly believed she loved me. I have seen her eyes sparkle radiantly when she has found me out in a crowd; she has flushed up crimson when she has offered me her hand, and said, 'How do you do, Mr. Moore?' "But you loved her, Yorke; you worshipped Mary Cave.	./cache/chapter-030.txt	./txt/chapter-030.txt