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The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. How are you?” “I’m fine,” she said, unaware of all events except for the voice on the other line. ’ A sudden frown sprang to the fellow’s face. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. The fresh air, which blew in his face, greatly revived him. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. " "As you will," said Jonathan, seating himself.
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