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🎮 “I know he’ll come back,” he said. “I won’t tell you why I am so sure. Perhaps you wouldn’t believe.” He was still holding her hands, looking into her eyes. Unknowing, she had entered a small garden. It formed a passage between two streets, and was left open day and night. It was but a narrow strip of rank grass and withered shrubs with an asphalte pathway widening to a circle in the centre, where stood a gas lamp and two seats, facing one another.!

🏆 “Ask Phillips to come and see me,” he said. “I can be of more help, if I know exactly his views.” “Yes, I do,” said Joan. “I like you, sometimes.”!

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