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His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. She felt as if she had struck them unawares. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. ‘But the major—’ ‘The major can say nothing at all. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. "Yale!" A Chinaman who had gone to Yale! "Yes. She expanded that. He knocked on the doorframe. A long chest under one of the windows was open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor. "I'll place it to your account, Sir Rowland," answered the thief-taker, smiling significantly.
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