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After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed. ‘Yes, like you,’ she snapped, with a venomous glance, her role evidently forgotten for the moment. ’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up. I saw the blood come as he rolled over. Half an hour afterwards the body of Jack was carefully examined. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed.
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