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" "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. For a time she promenaded the room. I doubt I hold any interest for him anymore. But, perhaps, you'll first accompany me to my dwelling for a moment, that we may arrange our accounts before we start. She ought to have written at once and told him exactly what had happened.
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