I can be that man, the one I know you want. You are the High Priestess of Life. Cheveney walked away with a shrug of the shoulders. ‘Left to yourself, my girl, you may not have any affairs. The chamber, into which he stole, like all carpenters' workshops, was crowded with the implements and materials of that ancient and honourable art. When he finally telegraphed his startling information to Hong-Kong, it was too late for O'Higgins to act.
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