"I fear we're too late," he whispered to Thames. " "Not quite," replied the manager. You won’t have a man’s lips near you, but you’ll eat out of his hand fast enough. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. I leaned over and looked at him—he was quite still.
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