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Adventure--and books?
Ah, the books! Haven't I turned stacks of them over! Haven't I?
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." "Yes," murmured Mills.

"That's what one does." She put out her hand and laid it lightly on Mills' sleeve.
"Listen, I don't need to justify myself, but if I had known a single woman in the world, if I had only had the opportunity to observe a single one of them, I would have been perhaps on my guard.