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"A bad girl?" She put the question as she would have put any question—leveleyed and level-toned. "Before to-morrow morning I will ascertain what has become of Thames, or perish in the attempt. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. I have suffered too much from your treachery. “Please hurry. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. " "Oh, I see. Finally she decided that even for an hotel she must look round, and that meanwhile she would “book” her luggage at Waterloo. Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city.
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