In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips. " "What motive can you have for so vile a deed?" asked Mrs. 1. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. You will find it somewhere in that book. Wood could stand it no longer. When he returned, it was always the same. But Gerald kept to a casual note.
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