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He rang the doorbell, even though she had already cracked the door for him. For a moment none of them stirred; then slowly Enschede turned away. “Why?” “I still love you. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. Not at all. ‘She?’ ‘Damnation!’ He saw her frown, and added at once, ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. Sydney Courtlaw—Mr. I know that you are all my friends, and I know that you all have very good advice to give me. “After all, how easy the descent is, even for the greatest of us. Take care he don't see you,—and bring me word where he goes, and what he does.
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