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” He coughed gently. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. “It couldn’t be. “Bother!” and decided that this was not so, and would not look to right or left again. "Mercy on us! Well, I thought their manners quite out o' the common. A big breakfast is healthier anyway, so they say. " "No. ‘They’ve gone, miss,’ came the answer, muffled through the panel door. ” “I’m a married man.
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