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“Dear John,” she whispered. “Not at all. It's two hundred pounds. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. “Your name and address were upon an envelope found in the pocket of an Englishman who was brought here late last night suffering from serious injuries,” he said in a dry official tone. There was a loose button on that coat, and I want to sew it on. She never forced the issue, it was their father’s job. " "A key!" exclaimed Wood eagerly. ‘And you mean this? Truly?’ ‘Entirely. When she awoke from a pleasant dream an hour later, she was shocked to find herself restrained in a bed that was not hers and not the inn’s. " "Bull's eye!" piped O'Higgins. "Not that I know of," replied the carpenter, who had in some degree recovered his confidence.
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