" The manager began some computations. But the five per cent. Worse than any man. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you. But one could not count with any confidence upon Capes. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose.
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