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She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. Only the night before, in the dining room of the Hong-Kong Hotel, she had watched him empty glass after glass of whisky, and shudder and shudder. “John, you were never bound to me, you don’t owe me anything. Affixed to the wall, in a conspicuous situation, was a large placard, which, after minutely describing Sheppard's appearance and attire, concluded thus:—"Whoever will discover or apprehend the above JOHN SHEPPARD, so that he be brought to justice, shall receive ONE HUNDRED GUINEAS REWARD, to be paid by MR. "Come down, sirrah, and I'll teach you how to deface my walls in future. This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting. In the afternoon she had considered certain doubts very carefully, and decided on a more emphatic course of action. She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield Street. He wished he had the time to solve this riddle, for it was a riddle, and four-square besides. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee.
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