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" Thames was about to reply, but a glance from Wood checked him. “It has been a delightful evening for me. Without preamble, in a voice of extreme exasperation, he demanded, ‘Now what the devil’s to do? What in God’s name do you mean by sending Gerald such a ridiculous letter? Never read anything half as crazy. “I am sorry. ” The three men, who had arrived within a minute or two of one another, received her little speech in dead silence. I have heard of you from my husband. 7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1. Even her debt to him was a triviality now. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul.
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