" "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair. "Do you think I'd part with the sweetest morsel of revenge on those terms? No! But I'll have the secret out of you by other means. “You are too good for me,” she said in a low voice. “Good evening, Dorling,” he said.
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