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"Laverick," he said feebly, "there is something else, but I cannot tell you -- I cannot tell any one."

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Laverick raised his whiskey and soda to his lips mechanically.

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She smiled for the first time, and Laverick thought that he had never seen anything so wonderful as the change in her features.

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Laverick had a fancy that he was about to spring, but if ever he had had any thoughts of the kind, Halsey's reappearance checked them.

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Laverick went to the window and threw it wide open.

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Laverick, as he entered the reception hall at the Milan Hotel, noticed a man leaning over the cashier's desk talking confidentially to the clerk in charge.

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At precisely a quarter past four, nothing having happened in the meantime but a steady rush of business, Laverick ordered a taxicab to be summoned.

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Laverick glanced at the floor, where the remains of those gold-rimmed glasses were scattered.

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For many reasons, this was a thing which Laverick did not desire.

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"What about a drink, Laverick?" he asked nonchalantly.

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