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mdp.39015028686429	Harriman, Karl Edwin	Ann Arbor tales by Karl Edwin Harriman 	1902		.txt	text/plain	47037	4147	91	At least Jack Houston thought as much, and casting an eye about the town it chanced to fall upon fair face had lines; his eyes lacked lustre; his hand hall and led the way into the little round room. For a long time she stood there, one hand clutching the back of a quaint, old-fashioned chair. hand in the change of Houston's fortunes, he hesitated upon the point of asking her to tell him all He met her in the little round room the first night A little look of puzzlement came into his eyes. course left open to him had formed, set, and hardened in his mind, he lifted his eyes and looked across the room, where she sat between the windows, the little smile, only, perhaps fainter now, A queer little look came into his eyes. "Do you know him, little man P" she asked, half-open door of one of the little dressing-rooms.	./cache/mdp.39015028686429.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015028686429.txt