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” “I can’t imagine what makes you fly out against everything like this,” said Miss Stanley to her niece. She lost it in the Mint. " "Surely, you haven't stolen it?" "Stolen's an awkward word. Perhaps an hour later he would begin again. Spurlock snatched the check out of Ruth's hands and ran to the window. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. Dinner was served at 5:30. "But she is a dear," said Angelina, timidly. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. " "Didn't the natives have a name for you?" She blushed.
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