" "You had better write them for me, Mr. " "No more of this," rejoined Thames, "or we shall quarrel. ‘What has that to say to anything?’ ‘Nothing at all,’ smiled Lucy nervously. Earles scratched his chin for a moment thoughtfully. He had conveyed it to her, not verbally, but by means of a letter, which seemed to her a singularly ignoble method of prohibition. “You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone. Don’t look so frightened.
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