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“How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. "Most persons would have guessed my meaning. Manning? I suppose there’s a sort of place like a ticket-office. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. Instead of passing on, as Jack expected, these persons stopped opposite the cage, when one of them, as he judged from the sound, for he did not dare to look out of his hiding place, dismounted. ‘If, in truth, you are a gentleman,’ she said in a trembling tone, ‘you will move to the side that I may leave this room. " "You have no son," rejoined Sir Rowland, moodily.
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