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“Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. ” His voice sounded muffled and heavy, as if he had gone to bed. "And so, you really suspected me?" murmured Mrs. “No, you weren’t bad in the slightest. " McClintock without further speech strode toward his bungalow; and half an hour later Spurlock, passing, heard the piano-tuning key at work. ’ ‘You would speak of the house?’ ‘Many’s the time little Miss Mary would say her papa meant for her to have it, she having no brothers and sisters at all—when we played together I mean, she and me and Joan Pottiswick. She was quite oblivious to the sensation she had created. The sound of her flying feet brought Gerald leaping for the door.
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