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97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. In an instant the expectant calm of Westminster was ended, and the very Speaker in the chair blenched at the sound of the policemen’s whistles. " "No. “Would they make her Queen?” She asked innocently. "Now, Mr. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life, of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine; of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite within my means. That's the job. There are also the letters which were scattered about Wild's room after the murder of Sir Rowland. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. He would have to make sure of her silence. With delicate touch he rescued all that was possible of them, and made a careful little parcel. "Take the prisoners below, Nab," said Jonathan, addressing the dwarfish Jew; "I'll join you in an instant.
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