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“Hullo!” Courtlaw, haggard, his deep-set eyes more brilliant than ever, took Anna’s hand into his, and breathed a little close drawn sigh of content. But you—you have a good face. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. Do you see why I have hidden the terrible things from you? I chose you because you are my perfect mate.

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