He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. “Not a bit of it,” he said; “it’s only a score in a game. He thrust out a rhetorical hand. She had been in the drawing-room for a few minutes before the gong had sounded, and had chattered gaily to every one. His literary instincts began to stir. “Stop!” He ran towards her.
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