“Are these ordinary sapphires?” she said. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. He should never sufficiently be able to regret the return which they had made to her. Her voice was weak and flat. Who could say that the two weren't in collusion? When a chap like Spurlock jumped the traces, cherchez la femme, every time. Your purposes are defeated. Earles closed the piano with a little bang.
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