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I wonder. A slow anger burned in the man. It’s just that I want to say. He went into the study and sat down at his table, but not to write. ‘Troops?’ ‘Go, man,’ urged the major in an undervoice. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. The latch came with a weak click. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. Entering the outer gate, and traversing the broad gravel walk before-mentioned, Jack ascended the steps, and was admitted, on feeing the porter, by another iron gate, into the hospital. ” She had spoken rather rapidly.
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