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"One moment, major. I wish we three to understand one another"--here the doctor hesitated, then went on in an impressive voice--"about Miss Dallas!" "Ah!" said Sarby, walking toward the door, "you will know the reason when you learn the truth!" "Still, in case," she insinuated with a giggle. "I don't think it would be such a bad sort of thing, do you, Norn?".
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