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"If he only knew the truth," said he, wiping the perspiration from his face, "what would he say? What would he do? He blames me now; would he blame me then?" "Looking for anyone?" she asked briskly, and hardly waiting for the answer, she raised her voice and called through the door of the next room: When they were being settled in their places, Judith found opportunity to whisper to Bruce, who immediately turned to the Belgian, who was helping Patricia remove her coat..
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