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" "Of course," rejoined Quilt, maliciously; "every thief is so. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. " "Wrong? What the devil could be wrong?" McClintock had demanded, irascibly. On her lapel was an ivory button, bearing the words “Votes for Women. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. Why else?’ Gerald stared at her blankly. She was honest again. " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity. " "We know it," cried several voices. ” He shook his head slowly, smiling mysteriously. She was the High Priestess. . "Hear me, Jack!" shrieked his mother. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me.
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