" "A miniature! Of whom?" "That I can't say," replied Jack, mysteriously. That old world that had shoved up that silly old hotel, and all the rest of it. Sir John, by instinct and training, was an unimaginative person. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. “We’ll go to a place where we can have a private room,” he said.
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