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Her heart's in the right place, at all events; and, since that's the case, the rest may perhaps come round, —that is, if she gets through her present illness. "Yes … but dreadfully tired. Was the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more than a mask. They took her fingerprints sitting at the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young buck who had brought her in. What was the fellow doing in this part of the town? Had not Lady Bicknacre said he was living at Paddington? The Frenchman, booted and neat in buckskin breeches and a plain frockcoat, a flat-brimmed hat on his head, paused a moment at an intersection with one of the roads leading north, apparently seeking a street sign. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. He was almost paralyzed with nervousness and desire. "Don't exchange glances with him under my very nose, woman!" shrieked Mrs.
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