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" The woollen-draper replied by gallantly handing her the box, which was instantly snatched from her by Blueskin, who, after helping himself to as much of its contents as he could conveniently squeeze between his thumb and finger, put it very coolly in his pocket. “Mike, what’s going on?” She sat up, groggily rubbing her eyes. “Montague Hill, the man who was found lying wounded in Bucknall Mansions late on Wednesday night in the rooms of a well-known artiste, has recovered sufficiently to make a statement to the police. Fool that I was to part with my lantern! But I'll soon set myself straight. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. Don’t take my word for it though.
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