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I want to give you time to think. ’ Jack gasped. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. But, you see, she HAS to lie up. Had he but known it, his outburst had done him no harm in the major’s eyes. She took it up in her many-ringed hands and read it judicially. What could I do at home? The other’s a crumple-up—just surrender. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. " "But not for me," growled Terence, in an under tone.
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