You won't have him long. " "Do you mock me?" cried Jack, levelling a pistol at him. Chapter XXIV A CASE FOR THE POLICE After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. ‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it. "Your uncle, Sir Rowland?" "It is no idle boasting," replied the other. I do not believe that there has ever lived a really great actress whose moral character from the ordinary point of view would bear inspection. That is why I called myself Anna. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue.
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