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And now her father said she must not go. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. They agreed to lend her their hold-all and a large, formless bag which they called the communal trunk. Satisfied that he had solved his difficulty, he proceeded to his room. . Now," he added, as his commands were reluctantly obeyed, "help me on with them. She drifted back into the welcoming arms of sleep, feeling herself surrounded in silk. " "I was sure you wouldn't injure me, Captain," remarked Quilt, in a wheedling tone, while he felt about for his sword; "you're far too brave to strike a fallen man.
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