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"There's Sharples," cried Quilt. Wood, who was standing at the edge of a raised platform, anxiously waving his hand to him. “I wonder if you give me a thought. She wanted to be alone. " "I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly. ” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day.
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