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Capes was something superadded. "Is this her work?" "It is," answered Thames. I hate children. He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. ‘Indeed?’ Gerald said politely. His light brown hair was almost crew cut short. Spurlock was invariably at the high desk in the early morning, poring over ledgers, and giving the beach and the stores an occasional glance. Since morning he had become fanatical; the atoms of common sense no longer functioned in the accustomed groove. He murmured his delight, and joined the bridge party, where he played with less than his accustomed skill. Treat me as an elder brother, if you like.
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