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“I am afraid—I really think that one of us ought to go with you,” he said. Not I. “I’ve got bad faults. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender. Wood," observed Jackson, in a slightly-sarcastic tone. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. He glanced at the ruins of his High Priestess. In the mornings I find labour easy because I am going to see you. I ——” He stopped short. . "Mr. His condition is not unfavourable, but there may be a relapse at any moment.
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