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“You’re splendid!” said Teddy, with his hair wild in the wind. “David Courtlaw!” she repeated. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. It must have cut him. They flash to and fro, they thrill us with expectancy. With Baptist Kettleby, to engage in a matter is to go through with it. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured. Surely he was imagining this picture.
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