"Austin will stare," thought Jack, "when he comes here in the morning. “I suppose he’s frightfully clever,” said Miss Klegg. The man was dangerous. Few men could have done as much. Wood gave the required promise, though he could not help thinking that if either of them had cause to be jealous he was the party. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. It was explosive and gratifying.
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