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“Then there was a motor accident only an hour or so after this ceremony, and Hill was reported to be killed. Having ascertained that Thames was at his heels, he hurried with his ghastly burthen down Seacoal Lane. ‘Leave it, imbecile. ” “Is my sister’s Christian name, then, of so much importance to you?” she asked with a faint smile. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. ” He walked from his door frame to stand nearer to her. " "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. His build was medium, he would never 5 tower over his peers, yet his shoulders were broadening, betrayed by an undeveloped set of pectoral muscles underneath his button-down shirt that she could tell frustrated him.
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