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She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. He looked at her guiltily. " To-morrow! She never beheld it. You did not say a word about it last week, nor have you written. " "Here he is!" cried Ireton, as the knocking was heard without. "That depends upon you.
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