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No sooner have you got settled
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than a voice cries, "Rise and move on!"
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I'll find you a new situation, Jane,
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one I hope that you'll accept.
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I shall be ready when your order to march comes.
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Must I really lose a faithful paid subordinate such as yourself?
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You must.
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We've been good friends, haven't we?
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Yes, sir.
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I've a strange feeling with regard to you,
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as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs,
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tightly knotted to a similar string in you.