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"As circumstances shall dictate, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan. Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. "This gentleman brings us tidings of an old friend, my dear," said the carpenter. I want to enrich it with hangings and gladden it with verses. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely.
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