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Kathleen looked curiously at the little man in the doorway. He appeared to have lost a good deal of his native assurance during the last few minutes. He was not at all at his ease; the most casual spectator would have detected in him a sense of inferiority.
-"Does Mrs. Eldred-Wolfram want the document to-night, really?" he asked.