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” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. She had not been sufficiently prompted in relation to the ways of caravansaries; but her mind had been alert and receptive. “I didn’t know you objected to him, daddy. It seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. No pistols, no daggers today?’ ‘Would you have me show a pistol with so many soldiers? I am not a fool. If he wants you, let him get you.
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