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"What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. . She could not part with dignity. Gerald raised his cockaded hat, and smiled. He is already married. White said. As the night advanced, Mr. ” “Impudent beggars,” Sydney growled. That is not reasonable. You are nothing of the sort. Wood's anxiety grew so insupportable, that he seized his hat with the intention of sallying forth in search of them, though he did not know whither to bend his steps, when his departure was arrested by a gentle knock at the door. And you promised to tell me. The soi-disant Valade held the centre of the room now, only an uncovered but closed card-table, its surface dusty, between him and the suite at the fireplace. ‘Forgive this intrusion, ma’am, I beg.
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