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"And what did you do?" asked Jen, much interested in this strange history. "There," said Jen, pointing to the inanimate form of his old servant. "He is asleep or dead." "What is it?" asked the major, pausing at the door..
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The note which the major handed over was curt to the verge of rudeness. It merely stated that the writer had gone to London for a couple of days on business, and would be back as soon as possible. No explanation of what the business might be was given. Maurice did not wonder than Jen was annoyed at receiving such a missive from one whom he regarded in the light of a son; but in handing it back to the major he excused the writer. But I sobbed some more. I like him when his eyes come out from under his bushy brows and are all tender and full of sorry for us. Patricia recalled Griffin's remarks on the same subject, but she loyally suppressed the memory and called up instead the radiant vision of Doris as she had first seen her in her green apron, smiling back at her eager whisper of admiration, and her heart warmed to the memory. "Ah," said the doctor, with irony, "we shall see if you will venture so far.".
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