” She took the blue box from her hoodie and held it towards him. "Weep on, reprobate," cried the carpenter, a little softened. ‘Me, I am Mademoiselle Charvill, the granddaughter of Monsieur Jar-vis Re-men-ham. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. "Hoity-toity! You owe me sixteen thousand dollars. Sheppard, with a deep sigh, perceiving that her benefactor hesitated to pronounce the word. "I've often heard of a secret door in this room, though I never saw it.
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