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Sheppard, in a voice of agony. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. The word of a Chinaman; he had given it, so he must abide. Nothing could occupy her attention long today, unless it concerned her situation. She did not think for one moment what interpretation he might put upon the word “lover. Wood—and after him came his daughter. “Well,” she admitted. "I understand," replied Rowland. My wife doesn’t understand, doesn’t understand now. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade. Somewhere you may stumble upon a clew to his identity. ‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years.
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