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Diable. "Here's a cross-bite. “I loathe afternoon concerts, and——” She was really like her sister he thought, impressed for a moment by the soft brilliancy of her smile. Probably he will come around to-morrow and begin all over again. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. She marvelled at his apparent imperviousness to the heat. " "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt.
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