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He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. Purney's hand-writing," said Jack, advancing, "and can at once decide whether this is a forgery or not. A door, it may be remembered, opened from Wild's dwelling into this yard. ” She slipped it on her finger, and added, in a voice she tried to make matter-of-fact: “It was given to me last week. She had followed a bobbing white hat and gray jacket until she reached the Euston Road corner of Tottenham Court Road, and there, by the name on a bus and the cries of a conductor, she made a guess of her way. "Well?" he whispered.
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