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Walpole's order to that effect—but not before. Her head rose. "Right," said the Master, "I didn't think of her. ’ ‘Do not make a game with me,’ she interrupted, gripping her underlip firmly between her teeth to stop the threatening laughter. She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless. The easel and palette having been packed up, and the canvass carefully removed by Austin, the party took leave of the prisoner, who was so much abstracted that he scarcely noticed their departure. But ——” A look checked him.
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