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Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room. "Why not?" "I'll tell you," cried a deep voice from the back of the bed. "Wretch!" cried Jack. “Yes, I have heard of him, and I know him by sight,” he admitted. “Think of that check you endorsed. " So saying, he closed the door. She could feel his eyes surreptiously scanning her backside.
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