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THE VANITY BOX

and almost hissed at him, in a sibilant whisper, "Don't be afraid, coward! I am not going to tell your part."

He drew away from her, standing very straight and tall, his head up. But when Terry had bidden him "Good night," and both women had gone in, his chin dropped, and a long sigh came shuddering from his breast.

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