As soon as he finished a sheet, he tossed it aside and began another. “Hold on, she’s right here. \"No, what?\" She said. ” “And leave you here alone?” he asked, in a hoarse whisper. ‘You’ve found her out?’ ‘Tell us at once,’ urged Miss Froxfield. She was writhing to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her right.
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