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"As yet," pursued the stranger, "Sir Montacute had placed no limit to his son's expenditure. "Another moment, and it'll be too late. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. The few pence left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. I shall start at the bottom. “It is rather odd,” he said, “but I always thought that your name was Annabel and hers Anna. Sheppard. It was less will than education. This was unscrupulous, he admitted, because he had no intention of following through on the seductive promise in his conduct.
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