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Well, my friend found us out, and would give no quarter. Why do women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?” “You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?” Ennison said stiffly. Wood could stand it no longer. Perhaps you’ve heard—?’ Well, you know, he had. ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. This mitigated her remorse enormously. I see them hanging out in the halls together all the time. His tone was rough, almost threatening. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself.
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