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’ The sergeant’s air became positively avuncular. The thought of Capes flooded her being like long-veiled sunlight breaking again through clouds. I deal with the Malay mostly; but twice a year I visit islands occupied by the true blacks, recently cured of their ancient taste for long-pig. A few minutes later she left the house on foot, and taking a hansom at the corner of the Square, drove to Anna’s flat. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared.
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