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’ Gerald grinned. “But your sister?” he asked. ” “To a friend?” “To lodgings—alone. "When it thunders, the thief becomes honest," muttered Wood. ” “You are a marvellous courier,” she declared, as they passed into the street. The girl regarded him with the face of a Sphinx. Drenched to the skin,—in fact, he had been lying in a bed of muddy water,—and chilled to the very bone, he felt so stiff, that he could scarcely move. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose.
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