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A SCENE FROM THE PHOTOPLAY. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. The perfume was the only one she ever used. It’s odd, but nothing but cliche seems to meet this case. "Follow me, Thames," cried Jack, dropping into the chasm.
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