‘Yes, dear Nan, a flirtation. " "My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. I am almost old enough to be your father. ” “There is no one else who has a key to your rooms?” “No one except my maid, who is away in Wiltshire. ” “You are,” he answered unconsciously. Beyond was another door, on which was painted in black letters: MR. Wood, ironically; "but I used to think it required something more than mere words to prove that a person's character was abused. " He started to pick up a sheet of manuscript, but she pushed him from the table toward the doorway; and he staggered out of the bungalow, suddenly stretched his arms, and broke into a trot.
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