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uc1.b4083049	White Stewart Edward	The gray dawn by Stewart Edward White; illustrated by Thomas Fogarty	1915		.txt	text/plain	101347	8596	84	Arrived at the hotel, Sansome said good-bye, but Keith would in place, he followed Keith down the little hall to the Sherwoods' near one of the close groups around a gambling table, it parted momentarily, and he looked into the eyes of the man in charge, cold, "I met him last night," said Keith to Nan; "he looked like a As to Mrs. Sherwood, Nan Keith found her attitude very glamour because of Mrs. Morrell's enigmatic remark the evening before, and also—for Keith was very human-with a new "You should hear Mr. Keith's new song, Charley," said Mrs. Morrell. "Oh, I don't know," said Nan, but her voice had a little edge. afflicted, perhaps a genuine liking for Keith, gave Mrs. Morrell just the impulse needed. "Look here," suddenly said Keith, who had been making up "Good Lord, man!" cried Keith, looking about the little The old man turned on Keith a twinkling blue eye.	./cache/uc1.b4083049.pdf	./txt/uc1.b4083049.txt