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Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I suppose. "Sir Rowland must be gone. ” He stood looking at the preparations before them with an unusual preoccupation of manner, then roused himself to take her jacket, a little awkwardly, and hand it to the waiter who hung it in the corner of the room. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. “We are clerks in the same bank. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. Wild," said Sheppard.
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