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. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside. He turned me so that he could have a companion in his loneliness. Frequently she would doze in her chair; but the slightest movement on the bed aroused her. One point in her narrative stood out beyond all others. There was no reason why she shouldn’t be Capes’ friend.
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