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‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. Why, that boy could hide for thirty years—without the girl. " "A white wall is a fool's paper, Jack,—remember that," rejoined Wood. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. Melusine turned and turned, unable to imagine just where the secret door could be. He would have risen again, but for the significance of the action.
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