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It was just upon the stroke of nine as he entered the Lodge, and Mr. “Forgive me,” he said. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. I am not angry with you, but with this—this—’ ‘Idiot? Imbecile?’ offered Gerald in a helpful tone.
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