She held out her arm straight before her, and turned her hand this way and that. Three little letters can’t make a bit of difference. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. “Listen, Annabel,” he said hoarsely. But it don't much matter—though he's a devilish shrewd fellow, and might have helped me out of a difficulty, had any occurred. laws alone swamp our small staff.
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