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He was a business man, pure and simple, his eyes were fastened always upon the practical side of life. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. “This,” he said, and then: “No! Is this sweeter? Very well. ” “May I ask,” Anna said softly, “what you presume to have been the nature of my errand here this evening?” Sir John pointed to Annabel, who was as yet utterly limp. Petals!.
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