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Dugdale smiled into the face of his hostess. "I dare say you think me very lazy," he said, "but you can imagine the pleasure this is to me after the hardships of the last few years. Yet I must not linger here. It is not just for me to stay with two girls like you. There is no reason why I should lend censorious tongues----"
Mary threw up her head contemptuously.