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" "And what should a young man like this one have to forget?" Prudence demanded to know. " "We waste time with this fellow," interposed Sir Cecil, "and may lose the object of our quest, who, beyond doubt, has taken refuge in this building. What have you got to say?" "Too much," replied Kneebone, shaking his head; "sadly too much. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. I had already won wars and sailed ships to distant lands by the time I was thirty. He had saluted her with elaborate civility, his eyes distended with indecipherable meanings. Things haven't gone quite as smoothly as I anticipated; but they might have been worse.

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