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David, grinning broadly, cast a rather sheepish glance at the hurrying throng. At this moment a noise in the house disturbed Dido, and with a pass or two she released Battersea from the hypnotic spell. He started, rubbed his eyes, and looked drowsily at the tall negress, who had resumed her impassive attitude. Battersea drew back and began to whimper again..
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