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“I can’t. While I am talking about your friends, I feel—I think you ought to know how I look at it. ‘Oh, Jacques, I cannot forgive myself!’ ‘Never you fret, miss,’ he uttered at once in a faint voice. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. “I say!” he cried. Perhaps because I don’t know. That terrible laughter, just before his senses had left him! Why? Here was a word that volleyed at her from all directions, numbed and bewildered her: the multiple echoes of her own first utterance of the word. Twice he cleaned the old briar; still there was no improvement. " "Offer them my hearty thanks," replied Jack, waving his hand to the group, all of whom returned the salutation. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. He found Martin hovering around her, Brown off checking with the audio engineers.
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