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\"This is my best friend, Mark. Guiding this man of hers over the troubled sea of life had engraved these lines. The boy was coming around. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. ’ Alderley grinned as his incensed friend refuted the suggestion that he was in need of a pacifier, and moved to the tray which his butler had just a short time past brought into the room and laid on the desk. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness.
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