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“Put her in the trunk. I have been insulted, and cursed at, and threatened with both pistol and dagger. “I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did. Unlocking it, he entered the chamber, which by no means belied its external appearance. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. “Well, you have thought it over?” he said, sitting down beside her. Such of his features as were visible were of coarse mould.
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