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’ Gerald tutted. Wood, leaping from the bed. The blue jaws suggested courage and tenacity. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. ” She shrugged her shoulders slightly. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau.
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