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"I must have dropped it when I took out my note-book. " "Very well, Sir," replied Sheppard. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. She saw a pole-chair; that would be this Mr. “I suppose some one makes a bit on the food,” she said. The open windows were above them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be seen. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. “Thank you.
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