“I love some one else. ” With a swift movement she gained the bell and rang it. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. I’m rather scornful. ’ Emile’s eyes blazed. He raised her to a sitting position. ‘Leonardo again,’ he growled. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park.
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