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Wild," replied the other, "a little shaken, that's all. But, I'll expose him. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. ” “I can assure you,” he answered, “that it isn’t a habit of mine. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. She leaned a little towards him. “Please call me Carol. . "If Jack would come to my house, I'd contrive to hide him," remarked a buxom dame. There was a bare chance that he had been mistaken. Then she turned, and entering the inner room, commenced to dress hastily for the street. Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly.
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