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Spurlock remained where he was until the sail became an infinitesimal speck in the distance. He was a stranger. The hansom drove off. “She has lost something,” he declared, “something which brought the men in crowds around the stage at the ‘Ambassador’s. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. “A lady, Dunster.
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