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” She replied. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan. Close upon this came another thought. "'Odd's-my-life!—what's that?" he cried, greatly alarmed. "She's glorious!" He knew that he must hoodwink this keeneyed Scot, even as he must hoodwink everybody: publicly, the devoted husband; privately, the celibate. Darting down Field-lane, Jack struck into a labyrinth of streets on the left; but though he ran as swiftly as he could, he was not unperceived. Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door.
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