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"What the devil are you howling about?" cried Langley. Jonathan had to feel his way. “I believe that you would find her in some respects curiously altered. “Come to my rooms and have a drink. You have been seen loitering with suspicious intent in several places—Paddington, for instance—and I have no doubt at all that you were party to a break-in last week at Remenham House in Kent. ‘I went to see him because I thought he ought to know about you, having already been imposed upon by our friend Gosse. “I came to London,” said Ann Veronica, “rather because of my own difficulty. He was not particularly grateful for the present situation. He was asleep when Jonathan entered, and growled at being disturbed. ‘He could have little comfort there, indeed. He went on with intense urgency. By the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it now? Hell and the devil!—gone!" He looked around in vain.
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