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‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. They sat in the windowed booth at the restaurant across from each other. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour. ” “You think that you can do that?” “I am sure of it,” he answered, confidently. "Thanks. 6. Stanley, putting his hands on the table in the manner rather of a barrister than a solicitor, and regarding her balefully through his glasses with quite undisguised animosity, asked, “And may I presume to inquire, then, what you mean to do?—how do you propose to live?” “I shall live,” sobbed Ann Veronica. So Mrs.
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