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works. Manning, in an earnest voice, and waved his hand to the alley of mauve and purple. To simplify matters, he carried a coloured paper lantern upon which his license number was painted in Arabic numerals. He addressed himself chiefly to Goopes, and spoke as if in reply to long-sustained inquiries on the part of Goopes into the personnel of the Marylebone Borough Council. ‘Did you sigh and flutter your eyelashes?’ ‘Certainly I did. I didn’t get it, why she put on the innocent act. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side.
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