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"I'll be long shortly; don't you wait fer me." She may have found an intelligence in his gaze which it did not possess. Her cheeks were a little warmer. She cast her eyes down. The expression of the whole face was peculiarly pensive. "Not quite. There, now you are facin' it.".
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