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C below. It was as if he could smell it
on her. She
had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an
illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. Ah! she looks this way, and puts her finger to her lips. "Put it under my pillow," he said. The
rest of his attire was nondescript. ” “If you want anything,” he
said, “or get into any trouble, wire me. Wood. ’
It was thus in stony silence that the pair traversed the short distance to Stratton
Street, where Roding knocked on the major’s door and entered a pleasant woodpanelled hall, with his prisoner firmly in tow. Don’t favour your father much,
either, if it comes to that.
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