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“My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. They took her fingerprints sitting at the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young buck who had brought her in. ’ ‘Entertained, he says!’ ‘Intrigued, then,’ amended Gerald equably, although truth to tell he was enjoying the mystery enormously. “He must never know,” she would whisper to herself, “he must never know. “Awfully good of you, Teddy. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. ‘It is of no use to try to stop me. ‘I am Major Gerald Alderley of the West Kent Militia.
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