‘It is nothing at all of the kind. They are not your flowers. Earles threw down his pen with a little exclamation. CHAPTER XVIII. “MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,— “To-morrow the six months will be up. Once she reached the bamboo curtain, clutched at it and tore it down as his arms went around her waist.
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