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“We parted— that night the best of friends. Capital swordsman. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. Wood's advice and assistance, but the thought of the reception she was likely to meet with from his wife deterred her from executing this resolution. “Do YOU go across the Park?” “Not usually. " "He's gone to Enfield after Blueskin, who has so long eluded his vigilance," rejoined Austin. It was nearly one o’clock; but there were lights still in all her windows. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth.
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