She threw him his car keys. ’ ‘This, monsieur le major, is entirely your own affair,’ said the lady, haughty again. A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. " "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. What is it that you wish from me? You would like to arrest me for spying? Very well, arrest me. "What is a sing-song girl?" she asked.
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