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1. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. But his lips were honourlocked. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. ‘Pray you, do me this one little service, and do not ask me why. You were pointed out to me at—a few nights ago. “Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. He led her unerringly, pushing her down the narrow stairway that had been the servants’ access to the upper floors, and thence through a small door that led into the chapel.
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