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His eyes were small and grey; as far apart and as sly-looking as those of a fox. Perhaps that is why I lost my ambition. " "Don't say anything about it, dear Mrs. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. She tipped his mouth towards her own and kissed him. They began the evening like usual, driving down highways and byways. ” “Is my sister’s Christian name, then, of so much importance to you?” she asked with a faint smile.
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