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" "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. “Dyed!” “And your figure?” “One’s corsetière arranges that. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. I have always understood that men avoid like the plague a woman with a sense of humour. “In Paris our lives were far apart, and we had seldom the same friends. "Did I hear you …" began McClintock. ‘Prudence? This name I have heard it spoken.
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