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” The detective went down on his hands and knees. You see, I kidnapped poor Jack and made him promise to send me word if you went careering off anywhere. “Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure about that. It was eleven o'clock. One of his chair coolies had witnessed the transportation of Spurlock by stretcher to the sampan in the canal. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. . . We were only—les autres. ’ With satisfaction, Gerald noted that her voice was hopelessly unsteady and drove home his advantage. Hill was seated. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge.
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