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“Damn! Things are getting plainer. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft. ’ ‘Yes, I know,’ Gerald put in with an irrepresssible chuckle. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. "You mistake,—you are mine. ‘See that writing table? Go and look in the drawer there. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. Gave me a purse, and told me to take both of ’em up to Harwich and put them on a packet for Holland. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. ’ ‘I do. Their chit-chat stopped when they reached the bench.
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