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"Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. She had very frizzy hair indeed, very black eyebrows, a profusion of metallic adornments about her neck and waist, and an engaging smile. Her head felt absurdly like one of those noddling manikins in the Hong-Kong curio-shops. Efforts were made to staunch his wounds and surgical assistance sent for.
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