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Which is why I wasn’t able
to see him until today. But two weeks later he
returned. He looked distant, irritated. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute
apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little
table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. “Listen to me. He had brought the shrubs down from Syria,
and, strangely enough, they had prospered. We have to get them
to let us in for the profits of their business, and in return we ask them to—dinner. "Friday!" echoed Mrs. It is the health of a stranger,—of
Mr.
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