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She loves you too well for that. The Widgett method of thought puzzled her weakly rhetorical mind. "Davies," said Rowland, delivering the babe, with a meaning look, to his attendant. ” She eyed him scornfully. ‘But who was he, Gerald?’ ‘A damned condottiere,’ exploded Gerald, forgetting his company. It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue. I’m a man, and I know what I mean. Anna was afterwards astonished at her own selfpossession. “Hola Marteen!” She exclaimed cheerfully. "It was given me by a man who was drinking t'other night with Blueskin at the Lion! and who, though he slouched his hat over his eyes, and muffled his chin in a handkerchief, must have been Jonathan Wild. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room.
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