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I haven't touched the other. When things are at the worst, they'll mend. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. He has got five minutes' start of you. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. "I dare say she has called to inquire about Jack. She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it. The Flash Ken XV.
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