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He reached a silver cigar and cigarette box from the sideboard and put it before his father-in-law, and for a time the preliminaries of smoking occupied them both. " His daughter, however, anticipated him. He laid her on their old bed and kissed her from head to toe. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. “You could tell me but you’d have to kill me?” He asked with a sardonic grin on his face.
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