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As the door slammed after the departing Admiral, Lord Julian turned to Arabella, and actually smiled. He felt that he was doing better, and gathered from it an almost childish satisfaction-childish in all the circumstances. "Decidedly I think I had the last word there," he said, with a toss of his golden ringlets.
Miss Bishop, seated at the cabi