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Vaguely she heard the distinctive sound of male voices as she saw Gosse dive towards the fateful pew. Perhaps it was loneliness. He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. She passed inside and upstairs without a word. Meantime, every preparation had been made outside for his departure. I knew him in spite of his dress. He was wrapped in a laced roquelaure, which he threw off on his entrance into the room. Such was the effect produced upon the passengers by his good looks and manly deportment, that few—especially of the gentler and more susceptible sex—failed to turn round and bestow a second glance upon the handsome stranger. Only the strong survived. ” She said. " "Thank God for that!" ejaculated Mrs.
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