” He stepped back as though he had received a blow. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. He halted,—looked fearfully around,—stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr. . What had actually beaten him was not to have known if someone had picked up his trail. Cheveney was looking after her, I think, then. He sat before a desk littered all over with papers and official looking documents. “Well?” she said.
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