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E. “Lucy Albert. Spurlock has gone. By policemen one mustn’t shock. Sheppard. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently forgotten for the moment. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do. Wild's busy. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door.
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