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I was compelled to run away. But his glance roved, to the door through which Ruth had gone, to Enschede's drooping back. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time. Most of my people are upstairs dressing for dinner. “I think I ought to have one. In lieu of it, he still adhered to the sleek black crop, which, throughout life, formed a distinguishing feature in his appearance.
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