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Don’t try to shield anybody or hide anything. Then Valade—was the man as big a fool as Nicholas?—tried again. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I haven’t had a minute’s peace. . How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. “You’ll do no such thing, Sheila. By the time John returned with popcorn and a large Coke, the theater had filled up with high-school kids. Mr. No umbrella either, the sky was delightfully overcast.
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