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" The hint was not lost upon Wood. \" Shari drawled as she looked up from her dissected sausage. Stanley,’ I said. “You are my friend,” she said, “if any one is. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like languid as the night sky. But if you don't want to get up, maybe three times ten days. " "And were I in yours," rejoined the woollen-draper, "I should be doubly apprehensive, because he's a professed friend.
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