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She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. “What ought she to do?” “Suppose you—” “Yes, suppose I—” He felt that his advice was being asked.
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