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" He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his chest. She stood up and he sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section after another. ” “And in Paris——” “In Paris,” he interrupted, “she was a very delightful companion, but beyond that —one did not take her seriously. Traci was the most grateful, because he stopped his sexual advances. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. The elusive Jane tapped her on the shoulder after class. ” Mr. Great sport, eh? To haul them back from the ragged edge. ‘Where’s the sense in running away?’ ‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. Then with an indescribable relief her feet were on the pavement, and she was being urged along by two policemen, who were gripping her wrists in an irresistible expert manner. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. Gay, was a stout, good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd and sarcastic curl.
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