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At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. His pipe hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. She refused coffee, though she knew that anyhow she was doomed to a sleepless night. ” “A—marriage certificate!” Annabel gasped. What the devil is the matter, Dunster?” “I beg your pardon, sir,” the man answered, “there is a lady here to see you. Proper enough now, when he could not help himself, but the habit would be formed; and when he was strong again it would become the normal role, hers to give and his to receive.
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