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But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. Get on with it, then. "Shoot him! shoot him! Put him out of hish mishery," cried the Jew. ‘Oh, my God, she’s gone!’ Wrenching his hand from his friend’s slackened grasp, he darted for the door, Roding behind him. He had finally put aside The Lilac Sunbonnet, gone into his study, lit the gas fire, and written the letter that had brought these unsatisfactory relations to a head. Outside the door he turned and stared at the panels. Then suddenly her spirit rose in revolt. All his dreams shattered in an instant. ‘Would you like me to enquire for your mystery lady, Gerald? I know the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme quite well. The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully.
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