Earles threw down his pen with a little exclamation. The young lady with whom I was dining last night was Miss Anna Pellissier. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. "I am here, you see," said the smith. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes. "Yes!" interrupted Spurlock, savagely.
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