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’ ‘She behaved like a madwoman,’ Hilary declared roundly. “It’s magnificent!” He leaned back and regarded her with his head a little on one side. “Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. It was a large, littered, self-forgetful apartment, decorated with unframed charcoal sketches by various incipient masters; and an open bookcase, surmounted by plaster casts and the half of a human skull, displayed an odd miscellany of books—Shaw and Swinburne, Tom Jones, Fabian Essays, Pope and Dumas, cheek by jowl. Could you give me any references?” “There is Mr.
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