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Promise me. I have known Miss Pellissier as long as any of you perhaps, and I have seen something of her since her arrival in London. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. ” “What case?” “A divorce—or something—I don’t know. “Very likely. Your pets are gone.
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