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The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional. ‘She’s an eviltempered little termagant, yes, but there’s no malice aforethought. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. " "I hope such a thing never will happen again, my dear," observed Wood, mildly, "but, when it does, it will be time to consider what course we ought to pursue.
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