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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. A new restlessness seemed to have stolen in upon her. It is the only way. " "Miscreants!" cried Sheppard, almost driven frantic by the violence of his emotions; "you're all in league with him. And then amusement crept into Alderley’s chest and he let his pistol hand fall. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. . He put an arm around her. Her mind had been and was full of the thought of Capes, a huge generalized Capes-lover.

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