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Occasionally he would lean back and stare at the window which gave upon the sea. ‘If ever I met such a pair of lunatics!’ ‘Give me that, Hilary,’ Gerald said at once, ignoring his remark and reaching out for the handkerchief. "What's the matter?" he cried. An uncomfortable silence followed. “I want two words—with Miss Pellissier alone,” Hill pleaded. Men in this part of the world drink to forget the things they have lost.
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