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14917	Tracy, Louis	The Wings of the Morning			.txt	text/plain	90591	7201	86	could I?" Miss Iris Deane's large blue eyes surveyed him with innocent Conscious that her large blue eyes were fixed indignantly upon him Mr. Robert Jenks repressed a smile. By the time the sailor had safely landed his cargo Iris had cooked "You are really very clever, Mr. Jenks," said Iris, with childlike "I suppose, under the circumstances, you were not a rich man, Mr. Jenks," said Iris, timidly. "Do you know," said Iris, in all seriousness, "I think you are the Then Iris, for the first time in many days, wept bitterly, and Jenks, Again Jenks could look at Iris. "Stand close to me," said Jenks to Iris. Iris made no protest when Jenks explained the man's request. "I thought you were never coming," protested Iris when Jenks reached Iris and he--Miss Deane, Mr. Jenks, to each other--were then The naval officer did not need to look a second time at Iris's face to	./cache/14917.txt	./txt/14917.txt