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His pale and boyish waist was nearly as slim as her own. She did not learn the kind of looks she had been bestowing upon him at a convent. Wood. Suspicion was in his face. ” They were lingering over their dessert. What had been happening all this time? ‘Do you tell me he has not again left his apartment?’ ‘Only to go to some party or other Monday night,’ Kimble said. And here you are!” Her aunt opened all the fingers of her gloved hand in a rhetorical gesture. It was the crowned queen of mountains in her robes of shining white.
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