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’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he was sure to be recognised. She forced herself not to think of John. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and gin. Sheppard, distractedly. Kneebone was attired in the extremity of the mode.
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