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CHAPTER XXIV Spurlock's novel was a tale of regeneration. "You're only twenty—not legally of age. “I’ll buy a new one. She answered slowly. You will make her suffer. But women—women as a rule don’t throw themselves into things like that. He spoke the automatic thought that entered his mind. I’ve got too much work. I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. He found himself growing hoarse yelling over the music, but it also situated him to lean towards her to put his hand on her ear to aid her hearing. “Always has been,” said Ogilvy. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead.
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