“And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. " "That's reasonable. ” He stood looking at the preparations before them with an unusual preoccupation of manner, then roused himself to take her jacket, a little awkwardly, and hand it to the waiter who hung it in the corner of the room.
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