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"There's only one way out of the muddle, that I can see. . “We’re here to take your foster daughter down to the station to ask her a few questions sir. ” She paused. " Jack was about to comply with the request, when an unlooked-for interruption occurred. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. But not a word to him of Lady Trafford's absence—mind that.
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