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Looking for something, or someone, probably. Gerald guessed she was biting her tongue on an explosive retort as she eyed him. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. Will you stand by and watch me?" The contents of the trunk only thickened the fog. McClintock liked it. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street.
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