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" "Wrong? What the devil could be wrong?" McClintock had demanded, irascibly. She crushed the letter in her hand. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. I just thought perhaps a different boy was in store for you. Never mind. “I say, Vee. All this while he was arranging the medicines on the stand and jotting down his instructions on a chart sheet. “The fellow seems to know your name, Miss Pellissier, and that you have lived in Paris. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. I did not lay any traps for her.
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