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His hands reached under her skirt. Sharples," replied Quilt; "lock 'em up. Our ideal had fallen. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. "My heart," rejoined Thames, firmly; "which now tells me I am in the presence of his murderer. She felt smaller and more adventurous even than she had expected to feel.
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