At least I can’t talk to them. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. No offence, I hope. Close behind him stood the tall gaunt figure of Marvel, with his large bony hands, his scraggy neck, and ill-favoured countenance. It is a precaution merely.
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