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“Well?” he asked her tersely. ’ He bowed slightly, and indicated the house behind them with a wave of his hand. “I can’t conceive what you want. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. Scarcely any one entered Mr. Apparently he did not see his recent companions. She could hardly remember his face except for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. It was hard to meet that gaze.
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