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” “Yes,” she said, and abruptly she liked him enormously. “Listen! There was a Meysey Hill in Paris, an American railway millionaire. They sat down, McClintock reaching for a lump of sugar which he began munching. Then, naturally, I went on talking. He had done it. ” “But Hainault—was—a pal. When he was done she kissed his cheek tenderly. At the same time,” she added, in a suddenly altered tone, “it isn’t anything whatever to do with you, is it?” “Why not?” he answered. And, whatever you may think, I assure you, Jack's a downright goodnatured fellow. Only identity, and a chance to be someone other than a nun. Why, Nab, you shake as if you'd got an ague?" he added, turning to the Jew, whose teeth chattered audibly. And not on Melusine’s account, but to see Prudence, who had no use for a cavalier.
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