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Don't you think that should have been my decision,
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in my own house?
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Yes, m'lady. Perhaps it should.
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So...why tell me now?
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Because, if you have been using your knowledge against her,
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I'll have to consider your future here, Burrow.
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Indeed, whether you have one at all.
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I just thought I'd been wrong and you ought to know.
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I see. Well, now I do.
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Good night.
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You think you're so clever, don't you?
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Has Miss Bunting gone?