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’ ‘Ah, so that’s where Valade comes in,’ nodded Lucy. The stairs were outside but they had been covered with a thin plastic roof. There was no point in rushing into the long walk home. I know exactly what I am doing. If Martha knew all, she would certainly die of shock. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. In after years, some pitying hand supplied the inscription, which ran thus— JACK SHEPPARD THE END. " "And why not?" asked Kneebone, eagerly. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them.
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