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A faint anticipation of triumph showed in his manner and a subdued excitement. “Only four spoonsful left,” she declared briskly, “and your turn to buy the next pound, Sydney. “Good evening, Dorling,” he said. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor.
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