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‘Do not move, messieurs, or I shall be compelled to blow off your head. O'Higgins was all that the doctor had imagined a detective to be: a bulky policeman in civilian clothes. The Ragged Edge. At nine o'clock, the sheriffs arrived, followed by their officers and javelin-men. What is it? Good God!” An unhappy little smile parted her lips.
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