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You care for me a little, I know. Wagstaff. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. What do you think of the old tub?" "She's wonderful!" cried Ruth. And stony broke. “We have scarcely mentioned your name. And Capes had changed into the easiest and jolliest companion in the world. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook.
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