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” He bent and kissed her hair and paused, and then forced his attention back to the map. Hogarth," remarked Jack, dejectedly. Maybe it’s his loss. Fine woman, Lady Trafford—a little on the wane though. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. You shall know the truth. ” She was silent, and in the gloom of the dimly lit apartment he could not see her face. Perhaps it was loneliness.
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