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Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. . ” She stopped buttoning her glove, and looked at him. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. . . Vite, I pray you. There are only a few jobs over here for a man of your type; and even these are more or less hopeless if you haven't trained mechanical ability.
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