A quarter of an hour passed. ‘Eh bien, Eugénie. "So you're writing under a nom de plume, eh?" said McClintock, holding out the letter. Dim possibilities that she would not seem to look at even to herself gesticulated in the twilight background of her mind. He made a note of the idea and stored it away. Then the long lashes sank demurely over them. It is impossible.
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