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He was asleep when Jonathan entered, and growled at being disturbed. ” She looked down on him thoughtfully, and he let his admiration of her free young poise show in his face. He told me with a coarse nervous laugh. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. But she did not know what he knew, that it would always be rolling up, enlivened by suggestion, no matter how trifling. .
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