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Still, the respite was sufficient for Spurlock to look about for some weapon. The manager, however, who stood in the wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars of the music. When he found himself thinking about it, it upset him so that he at once resorted to distraction. Thwart me, and I become your mortal enemy. "Will that do?" he added, returning it. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. She stopped abruptly at the sound of his voice, and lost the thread of what she was saying. After a while one began to talk.
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