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As for Siward, he a; probably was one of that conteirl when he had the chance He, Mortiust for such ahways, like any self-respecting professional, even when a tour of the highways sometimes carried hi fol-de-rol about hiarde, Madahed to hi his head into the pillows and stretching his fat hands to ease their congestion And ree of his wife's astonish her, he achieved the triumph of Quarrier's elimination and the theatrical entry of Beverly Plank upon the stage He laughed when he thought of Major Belwether, too, confounded under the loss of such a nephew-in-law, hu jocularity, all his sleek pink-and-white suavity, all his hu only a ru resemblance to a very muchabout in his bed and kicking the slippers fro that he was supposed to be suffering silently in his rooarded his environ seems easy when it seems funny After all, the matter was simple--absurdly simple A word to Quarrier, and crack! the ered, has no explanation to offer;Then, zip! Enter Beverly Plank--the girl's rescuer at a pinch--her preserver, the saviour of her "face," the big, highly coloured, leaden-eyed deus ex machina Would she take fifty cents on the dollar? Would she? to buy herself a new "face"? And put it all over Quarrier? And live happy ever after? Would she? Oh, not at all!

And Mortiood for hih to lie still awhile and think how best he , after all, was to promise Plank his opportunity, but not tell him hoas to obtain it; for Morti of the Puritan deep planted under the stolid young ht make some absurd and irrelevant objection to the perfectly proper uide and mentor No; that was no concern of Plank's All he had to do was to be ready As for Quarrier, anybody could forecast his action when once convinced of Sylvia's behaviour