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There was a gentle rustling of skirts. The door crashed back against the wall inside and both men hurtled into the room, weapons at the ready—and stopped dead. For what she lacked in appearance, Sheila compensated in gossip. At length, however, she threw herself off; and Jack carefully guiding the rope she landed in safety. “My friend,” she said, “I have been your pupil for two years. “I thought you wanted to have a talk to me,” she said. Nevertheless Sydney, clumsily, but earnestly, had something to say about it. Here was an experienced man of the world, her friend, who evidently took a great interest in this supreme topic and was willing to give her the benefit of his experiences! Why should not she be at her ease with him? Why should not she know things? It is hard enough anyhow for a human being to learn, she decided, but it is a dozen times more difficult than it need be because of all this locking of the lips and thoughts. ” She muttered some unlady-like comment upon herself under her breath and engaged in secret additions. "Look at him!" Ruth looked.
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