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Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. “Forgive me,” he decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his hand on hers upon her knee. “My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. His glance came up again and met hers. ” “That is why they hissed me, then?” “Of course.
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