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Instead, he was bowing to her greataunt. The very blank, however, affected him more deeply than if it had been left. She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. “There is some one else whom I care for!” He laughed hardly. “Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror.
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