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’ ‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. It had ceased to beat. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. " "Thank you! thank you!" faltered Jack, in a voice full of emotion. Enough to let her find out a piece of information most urgent. Also he is ugly.
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