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Gerald did not know who she was, but he knew who she was not. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. At least here she was safe. “But your hair,” he gasped. Figg, the noted prize-fighter, from the New Amphitheatre in Marylebone Fields. “Turned out to be an impostor, too. ” “Who says I don’t? Didn’t you used to live in Arkansas?” “Alabama. Now for it, Thames! Make as great a row as you can to divert his attention. ’ Gerald’s eyes never left the girl. ” “But Hainault—was—a pal. ‘For your messenger was obliged instead to come and find Hilary, and it has given me the opportunity to meet you. Very likely by this time the whole truth is known.
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