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Capes, do you think. ’ ‘But it was not your fault,’ protested Gosse, shocked. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that he had brought no lunch. His face was a little flushed perhaps, and his small, brown eyes were bright. I suppose it depends on her own state of mind.
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