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She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. "Your detective has been remiss in his duty; let him suffer for it. I got to have you under guard in the gatehouse, I can see that. Smith, "upon my conscience. Do you think we could manage that old clothesman between us, if we got out of this box?" "I'd manage him myself, if my arms were free," replied Thames, boldly. By this time Capes’ hair had bleached nearly white, and his skin had become a skin of red copper shot with gold.
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