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’ ‘Who’s bleeding to death?’ demanded Trodger. ” “No, that’s okay. ’ ‘Very good, ma’am. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. . Thames, look the door.
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