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‘But the major—’ ‘The major can say nothing at all. It took a deal of thought to cast a comprehensive cable, for it had to include where Spurlock was, what he was doing, and the fact that O'Higgins's letter of credit would not now carry him and Spurlock to San Francisco. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. ' Jack Sheppard's library consisted of a few ragged and well-thumbed volumes abstracted from the tremendous chronicles bequeathed to the world by those Froissarts and Holinsheds of crime —the Ordinaries of Newgate. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully for a time. Opposite, his pupil stood with bowed head and clasped hands.
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