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And Ritter’s, too, was very amusing and foreign and discreet; a little rambling room with a number of small tables, with red electric light shades and flowers. On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female. She had not felt comfortable in his presence from the first, and with Leonardo’s precepts in mind, was loath to trust him. Impassive by nature and training, he was conscious to-night of a strange sense of excitement, of exhilaration tempered by a dull background of disappointment. ’ ‘Then you’re mad,’ Roding said flatly, and suddenly grinned.
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