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D. Ennison too, always handsome and debonnair, seemed transported out of his calm self. "I must tell you," she was saying. "What's that to you?" demanded Jonathan, gruffly. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. Brendon,” she said, “if I could ask for advice, or borrow money from any one, I would from you—there! But I cannot.
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