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“Those things are not for me just at present. She crooked her finger. ” “You will have no objection to his remaining here?” he asked. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you. Every one of those four stories would be accepted. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz.
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