"Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. Ennison?” Sir John hesitated. "I see. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. “I hope you realize,” he went on, in a lower and less assured tone, “that I am in earnest—very much in earnest. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. I have very few friends in Paris.
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