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And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. " "I will go, if you will consent to meet me at midnight near the old house in Wych Street," replied Jack. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall.
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