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Crack went the whip, and away floundered the heavy vehicle through the deep ruts of the ill-kept road, or rather lane, (for it was little better,) which, then, led across Southampton Fields. When I think of those ateliers of ours, the art jargon, the decadents with their flamboyant talk I long for a twoedged sword and a minute of Divinity. I can withstand sunlight. Claude du Val himself couldn't have carved it better—ha! ha!" The name inscribed upon the beam (of which, as it has been carefully preserved by the subsequent owners of Mr. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. Chapter XXIV A CASE FOR THE POLICE After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed. "Stop, Caliban," interposed Mrs.
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