” “Of course,” said Capes, and threw a newly lit cigar into the fire through sheer nervousness. ” “Friends!” said her father. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?" He had answered: "I am. ” “And I have been dreaming and thinking—” “I am frightfully sorry. "In spots you are a thoroughbred; but here's a black mark on your ticket, lad.
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