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Mrs. Lascelles thanked me, in a higher key, but declined.
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“Ah! then I wasn’t mistaken. I thought I saw two cigarettes just now.”
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“No, thank you, Captain Clephane. That old-fashioned feeling is infectious.”
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“No, I’ve got to use them in moderation. I was going to have a stroll when I spotted you at last.”
“Then we’ll all take one together,” cried the genial old Bob once more. “It’s a bit cold standing here, don’t you think, Mrs. Lascelles? After you with the match!”
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