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“A man can smoke, a man can swear; A man scores always, everywhere. Furiously, she dashed his hands away. ‘Nothing would do for her but to come here,’ grumbled Hilary, wiping his heated brow with a pocket handkerchief dragged from his immaculate white uniform breeches. My heart cannot take it. She entered and approached the bunk. Arrived at the extremity of the building, he found that it overlooked the flat-roof of a house which, as far as he could judge in the darkness, lay at a depth of about twenty feet below. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Quite trying of him not to be there when he is wanted.
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