“I hope you will not compel me to say again that I do not know the man’s name, nor, to the best of my belief, have I ever seen him before in my life. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one side. “Mary! What’s going on! Why are you crying?!” He commanded an answer in a worried and slightly irritated tone. A young man was playing the banjo. "Pick up that blade, Nab," vociferated Wild, finding himself hotly pressed, "and stab him. I am going up to dine with my sister. A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of town. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare.
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