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"Yes. He seems to possess some strange power over Dido, for she always knows when he is approaching. See, Maurice, Dido is waiting at the gate; in a few moments you will see Dr. Etwald enter it." "They do look a bit queer," admitted Elinor, reluctantly. "Perhaps when you've worked on them more——" "What has that to do with your meek and lowly gratitude?" he asked with the trace of a smile..
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