He was going to tell me something— and he shut up. He could not tell by the look of her whether she was glad or sorry that presently she would be free. ‘—and what do I do? Well, we know what I do. "Vell, vell," growled Sharples, after he had listened to the other's remonstrances, "it shall be done.
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