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As Jack conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they decided upon proceeding without it. “You will write to me, I am sure—and from the date of your letter I trust most earnestly that I may come back to my old place as “Your devoted friend, “WALTER BRENDON. " "How so?" asked the other, distrustfully. “You asked me in to tea,” he protested. “I won’t have you quarrelling and crying in the Avenue,” he said. It was a gracious gesture, she thought, as he trudged to the Beck’s humble doorstep in his stiff blue polyester uniform.
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