No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. I don’t play anything. . Gosse cursed him finely, of course, but there was nothing he could do. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table.
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