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I picked up her handkerchief on the floor. Well, let's beat it to the hotel. Old London Bridge. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. She attempted by a sheer act of will to end the scene, to will herself out of it anywhere. This I know, for the Valades have taught me so, and the nuns also. . A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within.
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