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” He was dressed in his uniform of a Polo shirt and twill pants. "And, does any of our bright blood flow in the veins of a ruffianly housebreaker?" cried Trenchard, with a look of bewilderment. . . I wanted something alive. Drummond smoked his cigarette meditatively. Wood, furiously. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year.
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