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55760	Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)	Ambrose Lavendale, Diplomat			.txt	text/plain	57197	5317	88	'Look here, old fellow,' he said, 'I'll take your little pal round to some time in the hall of the Milan Grill-room, Lavendale handed his She glanced at the clock and Lavendale, with a little bow, passed on. light--Lavendale's hand seemed glued to the little brass knob. smoke-room--Ambrose Lavendale, the American, and his friend Captain He looked at Lavendale, his hand upon the door. 'It has been suggested,' Lavendale said, speaking slowly and looking 'Look here,' Lavendale declared earnestly, 'I think it's quite time you On their way back to her rooms, Suzanne gripped Lavendale by the arm 'A little too dry for me,' Lavendale replied, placing it upon the tray Lavendale stood for a moment looking out of the window with his hands 'If you'll take your cocktail in the smoking-room with Jimmy, Mr. Lavendale,' she said, 'I'll look after Miss de Freyne.' ... Lavendale came a little further into the room and bowed.	./cache/55760.txt	./txt/55760.txt