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mdp.39015024198718	Vance Louis Joseph	Cynthia-of-the-minute; a romance, by Louis Joseph Vance. Illustrations by Arthur I. Keller	1911		.txt	text/plain	69637	5182	83	While Franz stood by, attentive to take Crittenden's order, Cynthia settled herself in her chair with Crittenden helped himself to a cigarette, dissembling his interest, his mind already engaged in profitless endeavor to piece out the gaps in Cynthia's asked after a span of silence, while the woman continued to move quietly to and fro, her eyes appraising the changes that had come to pass in the room With keen old eyes, Madame Savaran looked the "Yes," said Cynthia of the pitiful eyes. Still Cynthia did not turn back, and in this extremity, faced out, Madame had need to have recourse to wheedling. "I know nothing about Mr. Rhode," said Cynthia, eyes that Cynthia did not like; a little flare-up "On the contrary," said Cynthia seriously, " Madame Savaran is my employer. Crittenden dropped into the chair Madame Savaran had left vacant by Cynthia's side, and for a upper deck, where he had left Rhode, where Cynthia and Madame Savaran had their staterooms.	./cache/mdp.39015024198718.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015024198718.txt