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Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth. He seemed to be about to move toward her. "We'll see," returned the thief-taker. . I am entirely English, as you know well. “Really,” she said. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling.
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