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’ Hilary exploded. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. She must weigh her situation. A queer game this: he could not move directly as in an ordinary case of manhunt. 50 \"You might mention her, but don't mention the Prom. He got up brusquely. Any one less courageous than himself would have abandoned the attempt from a conviction of its utter hopelessness; but, though it might for a moment damp his ardour, it could not deter him. The child was still safe.
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