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"Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?” “He—he worships the ground you tread on. She leaned a little towards him. And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight. She pushed him gently on the chest. Now do you see?’ Melusine frowned. I waited for them to get right out of the grounds. Drink the toast, Jack.
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