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“You are sure you have no injuries whatever,” said the lady.
“I am only touched by your kindness towards me,” replied Mr. Maston, thinking it the best way to answer.
“Good evening, dear Mr. Maston.”
“Good evening, dear Mrs. Scorbitt.”
Returning to his work Mr. Maston said, sotto voce, “To the devil with her. If she had not handled the telephone at such a time I would not have run the risk of being hurt by electricity.”
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