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Out of sight of that tell-tale window, the two officers darted across the grounds, speedily gaining the lee of the mansion walls. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. What with these converging roofs that shut out all but a hand's breadth of the sky, sunshine was rare at this point. "More than you'll pay for it, friend," snuffled the Jew. Furiously, she dashed his hands away. "Of course," responded the widow, heaving a deep sigh.
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