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" "Who is he?" asked Thames impatiently. He returned to the car, Cokes in hand. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. When he was up and about, the idea of flight would return. “How can you know?” “I think—perhaps I am rather a cold-blooded person. “But, forgive me, you are tired. In fact, Gerald had given order to the coachman to drive out of Golden Square and then stop around the corner. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. Naturally you shout yourself hoarse when she has finished, and feel jolly pleased with yourself. “It was poison—why not?” she answered.
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