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"Life in death!" repeated Maurice, in puzzled tones. "And what do you mean by that mystical jargon, doctor?" "Ask de great massa." "She couldn't," grinned Griffin. "That's the point. She's so taken up with her pose as suffering martyr that she overlooks a trifle like good work. Heavens, there's the gong! I've kept you here gassing when I know you're crazy to get to work. Come along in, and I'll help you set up your stand before the model poses again.".
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